Though the characters and contexts she wrote about were far different from the world I was navigating in the Twin Cities post-college, I still felt a strong connection to the stories and emotions they created.įlash forward several decades and I’m listening to Pam Houston read aloud the piece, “The Season of Hunkering Down” from her newest book, Deep Creek – Finding Hope in the High Country in a hip bookstore in the Wicker Park neighborhood of Chicago and trying not to cry openly in a room full of strangers (though when I turned to the left, I noticed my sister was doing the same thing.) In that piece, Houston combines a discussion of getting her Colorado ranch ready to face the challenges of winter with stories of her relationship with her mother, who dreaded and drank her way through the winter months. About twenty-five years ago, I remember picking up a short story collection called Cowboys are my Weakness and falling in love with Pam Houston’s writing.
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