We were forever searching for one another, calling, wandering from room to room. Advertisement Continue reading the main storyOne of my daughters has a friend whose house she likes to spend time in. “The house a woman creates is a Utopia,” wrote Marguerite Duras. I am looking for that ending, that resolution, looking for it in domestic work as I look for the end of a novel by writing. I have played down the domestic work I do as if it were something contagious I don’t want them to catch.

Source: New York Times August 31, 2016 09:00 UTC