What you will find? A fearless, balls-to-the-wall approach to storytelling that reaches deep into the bowels of human existence to describe what it actually feels like to do the invigorating, backbreaking work of fully living on the edge — and coming out the other side a changed person ... But it’s not what Yuknavitch discusses this time around that makes this memoir both so provocative and expansive (though who doesn’t want more gritty sex scenes or gorgeous sentences describing how grief settles underneath the skin?). It’s the way she uses her experiences to blow up the concept of a personal identity that’s fixed in time or place and replace it with a volatile, contradictory, fluid self.
Fans of genre-bending or lyrical memoir will enjoy this multilayered meditation leveraging Yuknavitch’s creativity, thoughtfulness, and sense of wonder.
Brilliant, unflinching, and written with the same heady, literary sophistication as Yuknavitch’s novels. Compounded by real moments of narrative vulnerability, this memoir is as much an act of dismembering as it is of remembering.
