{"id":18,"date":"2012-03-11T22:03:46","date_gmt":"2012-03-11T22:03:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lindaholeman.com\/?page_id=18"},"modified":"2012-07-15T14:53:59","modified_gmt":"2012-07-15T14:53:59","slug":"the-moonlit-cage","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/lindaholeman.com\/?page_id=18","title":{"rendered":"Flying To Yellow"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"book\">\n<div class='bookcover gallery2'>\n<div class='shadow'>\n<div class='zoom'>Enlarge<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p><a href='wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/04\/flying_to_yellow.jpg'  rel='gallery'><img src='wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/04\/flying_to_yellow-134x202.jpg'\/><\/a><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"novelexcerpt\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/04\/flying_excerpt.png\" alt=\"Flying to Yellow Excerpt\" \/><\/div>\n<div style=\"clear:both;\"><\/div>\n<p>The short stories which make up Flying to Yellow recreate the big (and small) world of family relationships &#8211; the nuances, the silences, the subtle exchanges that exist between people who are together for the reasons that make a family &#8211; blood ties, love, necessity &#8230; <\/p>\n<p>\u2022 a lonely woman intercepts a misdirected piece of mail and begins a correspondence with its sender, assuming a new identity &#8230;<br \/>\n\u2022 a young woman spends a weekend with her husband&#8217;s family and uncovers secrets that change the way she sees her husband, and herself, forever &#8230;<br \/>\n\u2022 a teacher in a small, French Canadian town finds herself forced to come to terms with the presence of her illegitimate grandson in her classroom &#8230; <\/p>\n<p>These stories embody the unvoiced emotions that we have all experienced as children, siblings, parents and lovers &#8211; the thin web of the relationships which bind us together, buoy or bury us. <\/p>\n<p><b>About the Cover of Flying to Yellow\u2014 <\/b><br \/>\nI was struck by this painting as a cover for Flying to Yellow initially because of the dynamic impact &#8211; its colour and vibrancy. As I studied it further, I realized how much character the girl&#8217;s face conveys. Her expression, particularly the slightly sullen posturing of her lips, is, to me, a cover for the vulnerability and hesitation communicated through her eyes. I feel this attitude typifies many young women, and relates well to the spirit of the stories which all involve women dealing with what life has given them. <\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/04\/flying_launch.jpg\" alt=\"Author at launch\" \/><br \/>\nLinda and Flying to Yellow\u00a0in front of the painting &#8220;Farmer&#8217;s Daughter&#8221; (oil on canvas) by Prudence Heward<br \/>\n\u2014inspiration for the cover of the book<br \/>\nWinnipeg Art Gallery, 1996<\/p>\n<h3>Reviews<\/h3>\n<p>&#8220;Though the book consists of stories that are firmly rooted in the quotidian, it ends in the miraculous. It is concerned, as its epigraph suggests, with what it takes &#8220;to be a woman in this life&#8221;: the stories its female protagonists tell themselves and each other are tools for survival &#8230; The larger movement of flight in this book is from shame to forgiveness, and from solitude to love. Yellow appears, finally, to be a kind of grace. Flying to Yellow has a hard-won and undeniable power.&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8211; Quill &#038; Quire <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Winnipeg writer Linda Holeman&#8217;s new collection of short stories is a gem: the stories are distinct, sparkling, and illuminating&#8230;a thoroughly enjoyable and moving collection.&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8211; Winnipeg Free Press <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Linda Holeman is a talented writer&#8230;She has a wonderful knack, an uncanny ability to get her characters to reveal to her more than they probably should. And she has a gift for presenting intimacies and frailties in simple, matter-of-fact prose.&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8211; Prairie Fire <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"The short stories which make up Flying to Yellow recreate the big (and small) world of family relationships &#8211; the nuances, the silences, the subtle exchanges that exist between people who are together for the reasons that make a family &#8211; blood ties, love, necessity &#8230; \u2022 a lonely woman intercepts a misdirected piece of [&hellip;]","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":94,"parent":52,"menu_order":2,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"novel.php","meta":{"_coblocks_attr":"","_coblocks_dimensions":"","_coblocks_responsive_height":"","_coblocks_accordion_ie_support":"","footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-18","page","type-page","status-publish","has-post-thumbnail","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lindaholeman.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/18","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lindaholeman.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lindaholeman.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lindaholeman.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lindaholeman.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=18"}],"version-history":[{"count":17,"href":"https:\/\/lindaholeman.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/18\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1209,"href":"https:\/\/lindaholeman.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/18\/revisions\/1209"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lindaholeman.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/52"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lindaholeman.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/94"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lindaholeman.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=18"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}