When Emilie Pine’s debut essay collection, the fiercely candid Notes to Self, was first published she didn’t imagine herself as someone breaking a silence. She only knew that she was breaking a fiction – the fiction that she had never been a victim.
Revealing and reflecting on sexual violence and violence against the self, and on the taboos around female bodies and female pain, Notes to Self was a liberation in the form of memoir – but it wasn’t the end of the story.
In this exhilarating follow-up collection of personal essays, Emilie Pine once again faces up to the seemingly unsayable. She writes about the vulnerabilities of travelling alone; about living with a controlling partner; about what it means to witness trauma, in life and in art; about good and bad sex; about intimacy and its opposites; about love and luck and risk – and all that it means to feel alive.
Emilie Pine is a writer whose words make us all feel less alone.
Revealing and reflecting on sexual violence and violence against the self, and on the taboos around female bodies and female pain, Notes to Self was a liberation in the form of memoir – but it wasn’t the end of the story.
In this exhilarating follow-up collection of personal essays, Emilie Pine once again faces up to the seemingly unsayable. She writes about the vulnerabilities of travelling alone; about living with a controlling partner; about what it means to witness trauma, in life and in art; about good and bad sex; about intimacy and its opposites; about love and luck and risk – and all that it means to feel alive.
Emilie Pine is a writer whose words make us all feel less alone.