A contemplative writing teacher explores the process of writing and reading memoir through reviews, discussions, links and reflections.
Showing posts with label sex. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sex. Show all posts
Tuesday, January 17, 2017
Lithium Jesus
Lithium Jesus by Charles Monroe-Kane came to my attention a few months ago, when a friend and fellow memoirian and student and avid reader sent me a text one afternoon, with a link to an interview Monroe-Kane just did, and an ad for a reading he was doing that evening. She was very excited - we are both interested in and keep an eye out for well-done memoir on mental health challenges, and the quote she sent me from the interview sounded very profound. It pointed to confusion about feelings of spirituality and struggling with sanity.
However, she got ahold of the book faster than I did, and was a bit disappointed. Mine took until this week to come in - he's a local author, and producer for Wisconsin Public Radio, so his book flew off the shelves. By then, I was a bit reticent, but wanted to go for it. Reading Undercurrents by Martha Manning and other similar books (here) or Alexandra Fuller's work (here), I and some of my friends and clients I work with find it incredibly satisfying when someone can render on the page the direct experience of being outside what is normally accepted as mentally sane behavior.
And the fact is, all of the memoirs I've read from people with severe mental health challenges have been women.
Tuesday, August 30, 2016
Embodied Love
There's no hotter topic in memoir than love.
To look at someone's sexual history up close (from trite 365 day dating projects, to heartfelt analyses of former lovers) is something a lot of us seem to be craving.
To reveal love in the context of marriage or divorce is also big (Eat, Pray, Love).
But in her book In the Body of the World, Eve Ensler breaks open all our previous concepts of love and bodies, sex and sexism. She slashes together her own bouts with cancer alongside rape in Congo with incredible eloquence. She has been there, owns her privilege, never lets her memoir be only her story of love, or sex, or rape, or loss. An incredible blend of the personal and political.
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cancer,
congo,
eve ensler,
in the body of the world,
love,
memoir,
rape,
sex,
violence
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