The DNA of Storytelling: Making the Case for Messy Family Books
Tracey Lange on the Complicated, Raw Emotional Chaos of Familial Histories
By Tracey Lange
By Tracey Lange
From The Key (c) by Suzy Valtsioti
“Just another day in their life.
Actually, just another day in their lives would be more accurate.
Their lives were housed ‘together’ but they remained ‘separate’. If sharing common space and possessing legal papers that declared a marriage took place makes two people a couple, then you can call them a couple. A noisy couple made up of two rather opposite individuals.
Most of the time they are at each other’s throats. Their sparring is practically continuous, interrupted only by their “moments of quiet”.
Moments of quiet in their home aren’t peaceful or serene.
If you define ‘moments of quiet’ as rather peaceful moments leading to conflict resolution – as moments that allow for one to catch their breath or to calmly think things through – then your idea of ‘moments of quiet’ are not what this couple experience.
Their ‘moments of quiet’ hardly allow for them to approach one another in a calmer state of mind. No.
Their ‘moments of quiet’ are like black clouds looming over their heads threatening to hurl and lash yet another storm like no other.
These quiet moments, when they arrive, cloak their rooms like a weighty veil.
They are both aware of this suffocating pressure change in the air when these moments arise. They have always felt it all these years.
Their ‘moments of quiet’ bore a silence that was tense and threatening. The both of them probably don’t know which is worse, their arguing or the morose silence in between the wars. And that perception is probably one of the few things that these two people had in common.Continue reading “Free excerpt”