Impressive. Read and thoroughly enjoyed every word. Followed the link toGood Girls Don’t Get Stoned. Was moved beyond words. You are a gift.Peace,Kathleen(a fan)
From Makes Own Kombucha, Age 49:
“Madonna? You mean, the singer Madonna?”
From Just Married!, age 25:
“She just doesn’t seem all that relevant. I mean, it’s ok to do all that stuff (evocative twirling gesture with hands) when you are in your twenties.”
From Lemon Pasta, aged 38:
“I just got MDNA. It’s OK, but I will defend it to the death because it is Madonna.”
On May 7th, the literary magazine PLOP! Review will publish my review of the new anthology Madonna and Me: Women Writers on The Queen of Pop (Soft Skull Press, 2012).
- Shekhinagate: What the Fracas over Leonard Nimoy’s New Book Is Really About.
- Not Quite Haiku: A Review of Haiku Mama (because 17 syllables is all you have time to read).
Now, I don’t mean to sound as if I spent the last three decades (Mads’ career) developing the Space Station when not meditating. Of course I knew Madonna was … well, was. I read Camille Pagila. I disagreed, but never felt the need to argue. I thought that sex book was completely unnecessary. So I didn’t read it.
I jumped to review Madonna and Me: Women Writers on The Queen of Pop (Soft Skull Press, 2012). Such is the compelling contradiction she exhudes.
The review will run next week. Stay tuned. (Ha ha.)
My last review for PLOP! is Blueprints of the Afterlife.