Dear Ms. Jeanette Winterson, (for I know not whether to address you “O magnificent writer/ poet of romantic lesbian tales” or The Great Deceiver), You tricked me. You played with my emotions. You led me down a garden path of supreme romance. And then you threw a bowling ball in my gut. It hurt. I […]
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Every word that lesbian writer Jeanette Winterson writes sounds like poetry, even when she writes typically dull descriptive paragraphs.