My heart felt waterlogged. My spirit lost its shine. The author has articulated human suffering in her fiction and essays, but she has never allowed the public to come so close to her. Her daughter Rebecca questioned the wisdom of doing such a thing in print. That isn't Walker's way.
Daughters always have their ideas.
You're their mom, they think they can tell you what to do. The author laughs then turns serious. It was something I needed to do. It kept staying in the back of my mind, the whole experience of making a film from what was a very private book. I learned so much and it needed to be expressed.