I wish it hadn't gone supernatural. It was more creepy as just a mother starving her daughter.
Yeah, I thought about that. I still would have preferred the story without it.
I wish it hadn't gone supernatural. It was more creepy as just a mother starving her daughter.
The narrator seems rather unreliable. I don't see why you can't have both.
Agreed, I loved it! This was one of the few Pseudopod stories where I almost had to stop listening to it, especially whenAmazing story, and great narration!Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Sometimes I think there are a great many women behind, and sometimes only one, and she crawls around fast, and her crawling shakes it all over.
Then in the very bright spots she keeps still, and in the very shady spots she just takes hold of the bars and shakes them hard.
And she is all the time trying to climb through. But nobody could climb through that pattern—it strangles so; I think that is why it has so many heads.
Is it validating post partum depression, or is it conveying what it feels like to someone who has not had that experience?QuoteSometimes I think there are a great many women behind, and sometimes only one, and she crawls around fast, and her crawling shakes it all over.
Then in the very bright spots she keeps still, and in the very shady spots she just takes hold of the bars and shakes them hard.
And she is all the time trying to climb through. But nobody could climb through that pattern—it strangles so; I think that is why it has so many heads.
Wow. This was about as close as I've ever come to not being able to finish an episode. Since becoming a parent, the baby stuff hits me a lot harder than it used to.
Sometimes I wish I had a dash camera pointed at my face as I listen to podcasts. I think on this one I was squinting the whole time, like I was driving into a harsh wind. I felt like I needed to flinch away from the words.
Really enjoyed this story. I was ready to get all pissy about this woman's narcissism and fat fascism, but then listened on. This is what *all* of those obsessive dieters and so-called nutrition experts sound like to me. I'm a fat girl, I'll never be "beautiful" but I'm never going to be so vain as to go this far.
though this may sound a little sadistic, reading this touched me quite a lot.
I'm a little hesitant to reply/address comments on the story just because I fear that once I've said "this is what I, the author intended here" I've killed the discussion a little by setting what the "right" interpretation of the story is...particularly on the postpartum depression ideas...that said, there is one comment I really wanted to reply to. Well, two actually. First this:
I personally find it interesting when an author talks about the origins of a story and their intent, and I oddly find any self-consistent interpretation of a story by a reader equally valid as the author's intent, maybe more, because the author's always going to have some stuff surrounding the story in their head that may not be interpretable from the text of the story, and things that are rooted in the text of the story are the most important to me.
Re-reading my comment, it probably didn't come across as complimentary as I meant it.