Thursday, February 5, 2015
It is difficult to turn horrific memories and brutal - truly brutal - honesties into a story people would want to read. To turn your pain into something beautiful. To turn raw emotion into beautiful art.
It is difficult.
This was a very sad story and my heart went out to Alan Cumming. And to a little girl I used to know.
Not My Father's Son will leave you feeling somber, to say the least, but I would still recommend reading it as Cumming is such an alluring character and his honesty, while raw and painful, is refreshing and delightful. There are times when I feel I am too vague about my own suffering and because of that I am appreciative of those who can take their pain and turn it into something positive.
Alan Cumming remains a favorite for me .... and I wish I could give him a hug.