The first time I looked at this question, I thought it said who are you hiding from, not what. Hiding from a thing is a much more intriguing concept than hiding from a person, so I had to think about it a little more.

I hide things, sure. I don't know that I hide from things. I hide different things from different people. I hide things from my ( Read more... )

On Martha's first day of classes, Perry takes the day off. He's tired, he says. A mental health day. Immediately she is suspicious - after eight years together, she's learned that a Perry White without his work is not Perry White at all. But she's far too wrapped up in her own anxieties and lesson plans that she doesn't delve much into it. She does ( Read more... )

With two one-hour therapy sessions a week, the end result has been two very weary, worn out people, walking around their apartment like mute ghosts, waiting for change. They spend their days at part - he at the Planet, she setting up her office at the university - and at night, it’s just too much ( Read more... )

The weeks after Jonathan’s death are about the children. She doesn’t have time to notice or think about the fact that he’s gone. She hasn't stopped long enough to realize she’s alone. Every second goes into planning the funeral, getting things in order, consoling everyone else. People show up at the farm with flowers and tuna casseroles, taking her ( Read more... )

Sure, redemption is possible. But that's entirely contingent about your definition of redemption. I don't believe there's only one. You can be redeemed in the eyes of one person, but not in another's. We all have different views and different ideas about what's right and wrong, and levels that exist therein. That said, I'm not sure it should ( Read more... )

Well, I speak English of course. Typically very well, although I've been told I have a "baffling inability to spell the word 'neccessary.' Neccesary. Necessary. Anyway, yes, I speak English quite well, you might say. I can also speak French. My father made me start taking French lessons when I was about eight. That continued until I was fairly ( Read more... )

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Being a mother first means that Martha Kent is almost always on edge. If her kids are in her sights at all times, she's a little bit antsy. It doesn't matter if she knows where they are, it doesn't matter if she trusts who they're with, it doesn't matter if it's day or not. If she can't see them, there will be a little piece of her, somewhere in ( Read more... )

It took thirteen seconds after the doctor announced she would never have children for Martha to speak ( Read more... )

She falls asleep just a few minutes after giving up. Long after 20/20 ends, long after Jonathan has begun snoring, just in time to save herself from the maze of questions her thoughts have led her to. She can’t take the uncertainty, the doubt. The ambiguity is what keeps her up at night ( Read more... )