h this situation. Atwood weaves words together so that it could be any woman or man, any where, any place, sitting across from a person of the opposite sex wanting to know what the other is all about. Atwood discovers that through each conversation she would find, there are mountains inside your skull garden and chaos, ocean and hurricane; certain corners of rooms, portraits of great-grandmothers, curtains of a particular shade; your deserts; our private dinosaurs; the first woman(Muller 256). These sorts of answers could only be explained and interpreted through several conversations through life. And even then, the answers given to Atwoods questions might not be understood and she would be left off right where she left off, with no true understanding at all. But she doesnt care, she wants to know everything from the beginning....
