this just in.
i read the excerpt from her book... she is my absolute favorite. and as i was reading the excerpt, when i found out she was pregnant, i was thinking.... i wonder if the baby will die in utero. how sad... i kind of want it too. you know... it's not a real baby, so i dont have to feel guilty for wanting that.
Suddenly I am seized by a cramp so intense that all the breath rushes out of my body and I jackknife forward.
“Zoe?” My mother’s voice seems far away. I struggle to my feet.
Twenty-eight weeks, I think. Too soon.
Another current rips through me. As I fall against my mother, I feel a warm gush between my legs. “My water,” I whisper. “I think it just broke.”
But when I glance down, I am standing in a pool of blood.
read the whole thing here...
http://www.jodipicoult.com/2011-book.html
the similarities are a little eerie... watching her father drop dead... been there. feeling guilt over deaths of loved ones.. been there too.
and so i just HAD to write to her... she's always written back...
"I've written to you many times before, but I'm sure you have a lot of fans who could say that, so I doubt that qualifies you for remembering me. If I was ever going to stick out in your mind, it would probably be after "Change of Heart" when I told you I was mad at you during the whole book for writing characters who support a man who killed a police officer (because I'm a policewife), but that I just knew you'd make it work out in the end, and of course you did, I had no choice but to forgive you :)
Maybe I'll stick out now.
I was 39 weeks pregnant in July when my baby died inside of me. There has been absolutely no medical reason in sight, not after an autopsy, genetic testing, blood work in me and my daughter, and placental studies. Nothing. We were both completely healthy. There are no answers anywhere.
I always say that I relate to your characters, they become my friends, like real people, but they aren't. So I can say without guilt, I hope the baby dies. There's got to be awareness on how common stillbirth is. No one realizes it until it happens to them. The carpet was ripped from under me. The guilt is debillitating, although I know there's nothing I could have done differently to save her. Sounds like you are writing about placental abruption.
I've been writing about my experience in a blog and I know someday it will become a book. Everyone just wants me to wait until I have a happy ending.
There is one hell of a long wait for that cliffhanger..."
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She is my favorite author. I've read all her books (except this one) twice. I sent my mom out to get this one when I was put on bedrest with Ella. She returned home with a different book. When I asked her why. She explained that it seemed like a baby died in the book. I may like to read it now, actually. I like books where I can relate to the plight and I like to see how the characters endure this hell.
ReplyDeleteHave you read An Exact Replica of a Figment of my Imagination? It's a memoir written by a woman who funds out her baby died just days before delivery (I know super close to home). A friend sent it to me right after Ella died and I read the whole thing in a few hours. It was really good.