I just read the piece you did on Marina Keegan. I came across her essay when she first wrote it in 2012, weeks after her death. I, too, fell in love with her writing, I wanted to read more! Instead, I sobbed for a couple minutes after reading her essay bc she’s beautiful and I couldn’t believe she was gone. I bookmarked the page. Her story came up again on Huffington Post and reminded me of her. Now, I can’t wait to read the book. I’d love to have a cup of coffee with her too. One day.
I’m so glad to hear from someone that feels the same way I do. It’s a tragic but beautiful story.