the_member_of_the_wedding epitome of incomprehensibility We don't necessarily want to "fit in." But to belong...to be a "member"? "There are no synonyms," said Janet, the day we hashed out my novel_concept. "Member" is funny in its association with Businesslike Official discourse, as childhood looks to adulthood through the haze of a confusing summer. I wish I remembered more of this novel. I remember the descriptions of the heat, of Frankie's anger, of her throwing knives at doorposts. But that's mixed up with my memories of doing chin-ups and swinging from bars attached to doorposts, or more generally checking out their climbing possibilities. The semi-social climber, the active introvert. The bewildering temper. I relate I relate I relate. 220904 what's it to you? who go blather from