TITLE: Faint Lines
AUTHOR: Anna-Leena Harkonen
GENRE: Autobiographical Fiction
Every yin has its yang, every good has its evil. Likewise, every beauty has its horror.
Faint Lines is a story which often gets muffled under the celebration of motherhood; having a baby is like the surface of the ocean, but what lies in the depth is what forms the structure of this book.
The protagonist is a writer/actor who is writing her latest piece on childlessness. ‘Why would anyone be so desperate to want a child?’, she often wondered. She didn’t want a child until she wanted it. But want barely scratches the surface. Our protagonist is unaware of what comes after the want and how she could balance her stoic exterior with the upheaval of hormones which comes with pregnancy.
Motherhood comes naturally to some women, while some try to put on a show about the same. Why? Because they are abashed for not being good at something they never did before.
The book deals with inner conflicts, infertility miscarriages, and postpartum psychosis and on top of that, a constant worry to maintain a public image.
Fear has always been such an integral part of me that I didn’t know how it was supposed to feel or look.
Anna-Leena Harkonen clevery captures a restless mind through disconnected thoughts and dialogues of the protagonist switching them from humourous to melancholic, from upright to dishevelled.
How do you take care of a new life if you have lost yourself in the process?
There are some stories which often stay behind doors, which come out in distorted, incomprehensible words. And these are the exact stories which need a platform to be talked about in a loud, clear voice. Faint Lines is one such story, a story which had to come out in its raw form.