Here at the Northern Voice conference, it’s been mostly pretty nice. Then there was the “Making Masks” session by Julie Leung and it was exquisite, beyond beautiful; a nearly-hour-long prose poem about the relationship between the blogger and the world, with trips through family, death, love, and intimacy. Illustrated by fine photos (no bullet points) centering around Bainbridge island where she and her family live. On two occasions I found tears in my eyes; Julie’s talk, with a bit of polish and stagecraft, could be a one-woman show in a theatre. Don’t miss her if she’s coming your way.
