Done with Lit. Next, This Boy’s Life

Tobias Wolff at an event at Kepler's in Menlo ...
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I have finished Mary Karr‘s Lit, minutes before Sally and Other Patti came over for our usual Movie Night. I usually don’t use the word “harrowing” when talking about — well, anything — but that is an adequate adjective here. There is probably a better adjective, but I cannot come up with one on the spur of the moment.

I loved the book. It also exhausted me. Her dealing with her own demons got a few of mine to waken a small bit. However, I would read the book again in a second if I did not already have her first memoir, The Liar’s Club, winging its way to me from Amazon, and MK’s friend and mentor’s book — Tobias Wolff‘s This Boy’s Life — sitting on the table next to me, about to be pounced on in turn.

Much autobiographical introspection: what can drag you out of yourself better than that?