I don’t usually choose to read memoirs, and I’m not entirely sure what convinced me to click the “I’d like to win a copy of this book” after reading an excerpt on BookishFirst, but I’m so glad i did. This book took me on an emotional journey that i had not anticipated.
The book starts at what appears to be the beginning of the author’s memory, and it shows. The scenes he describes are clearly through the eyes of a child, without the aid of adult understanding. It is shocking to see what kind of world he grew up in. I don’t even know him and I’m proud of him for having risen through that. I don’t want to say above because i have a feeling he wouldn’t want to think he was better than anyone else; he just isn’t allowing his beginnings to dictate his ending.
I loved and hated the people he portrayed in this book, and not because the author told me to, but because he showed me who they were. Specifically, i was impressed by how he never really said anything negative about his mother even though she was sort of a terrible person. He just laid the facts out: this was the situation, this is what i said, this is what she said, this is how i felt after she said that.
I highly recommend this book, especially to those of us who laid in our beds listening to the cries of someone else’s soul and wondered how someone else could know how we felt without ever having met us, and when someone who see us for who we truly are.
The book starts at what appears to be the beginning of the author’s memory, and it shows. The scenes he describes are clearly through the eyes of a child, without the aid of adult understanding. It is shocking to see what kind of world he grew up in. I don’t even know him and I’m proud of him for having risen through that. I don’t want to say above because i have a feeling he wouldn’t want to think he was better than anyone else; he just isn’t allowing his beginnings to dictate his ending.
I loved and hated the people he portrayed in this book, and not because the author told me to, but because he showed me who they were. Specifically, i was impressed by how he never really said anything negative about his mother even though she was sort of a terrible person. He just laid the facts out: this was the situation, this is what i said, this is what she said, this is how i felt after she said that.
I highly recommend this book, especially to those of us who laid in our beds listening to the cries of someone else’s soul and wondered how someone else could know how we felt without ever having met us, and when someone who see us for who we truly are.