Joan Didion was enamored not of the ocean but of the "look of the horizon . . . It is always there, flat." If she was no longer physically comfortable in the Central Valley, she needed the solacing feel of her childhood geography. Each day ended fast, no muss - a snuffing of the sun in the sea, a healthy glass of bourbon. She felt Malibu was "a new kind of life. We were living on the frontier, as it were." She had her husband and her sheepdog and her barefoot child getting splinters in her heels on the redwood deck.
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