Another Love Discourse

<a href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh12SM1HA-d76lFHD4bkUCabagADb66kajwUkfiEYSsRTIlKAbV3PyFsFBHIM8RqOnjVdrPLVNrBH52Y3BpLDveyeUwby7XnwNn8QadP1OPIhpMyi2mpt0rfIqjspdmTd04syHUn3d26_9Js6wq0ztNUfMBZiBC4HULXZ7VZKiLpHlHUlEAIrI/s275/download.jpeg'></a>Sometimes, the world today makes little sense. That’s why when the right book comes along it helps us to look inward at the things that really shape us, move us and help carry us into tomorrow. <p> For a time, amidst the dark days of the pandemic, there was a precariousness about life itself…when we felt more confident of coming out of that, it gave way to an equal uncertainty about our most intimate relationships. It opened a pandora box, letting out our grief and fear and inadequacies.</p> This is the stuff of Edie Meidav's new novel <a href='https://www.blogger.com/blog/post/edit/3994698577663380344/6539657487462122562'>Another Love Discourse</a>.   My conversation with Edie Meidav: