The Scottish writer Helen McClory has put together a project on Thresholds that she is publishing on her really lovely blog Schietree. This is how she describes the project:
Boundaries, thresholds, doorways. Space, hybrids, dichotomies, taboos. The girl, the woman. The wilderness, the city. I’ve been interested for a long time in these points of tangent and overlap and crossing which appear in literature.
She has very kindly included an excerpt from my novella-in-progress, which I’m calling Hush (for now). This excerpt comes from a chapter toward the end of the book, which is also toward the end of the protagonist’s life and is called “Winning.” Here is how it begins:
A bright morning in the third week of May. Here is our Lia in the garage below the small condominium where she and Evan now live. She is yelling, her hand in the box she has dragged to the foot of the stairs and opened, certain that although he is pretending not to, Evan can hear her.
“Where is it?” she yells one last time. Silence from the upstairs.
Lia is not to be outdone by a Christmas ornament.
To understand her, we must go back to breakfast and a small dispute. A detail needing clarification.
You can read the full excerpt here.