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The Kind of Man I Am: Jazzmasculinity and the World of Charles Mingus Jr.

Nichole Rustin-Paschal

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Nearly four decades after his death, Charles Mingus Jr. remains one of the least understood and most...

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Hope Against Hope

Nadezhda Mandelstam

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'Suddently, at about one o'clock in the morning, there was a sharp, unbearably explicit knock on the...

Heathski (173 KP) rated The Closer We Are To Dying in Books

Feb 15, 2019

Well written and easy to read (2 more)

Full of wonderful stories

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Poignant beautiful memoir that I will always remember.

I read this a long time ago. I'm not that into reading biographies but I will always remember this book. It's about the memoirs of the father of the author and their family. His father is dying and Joe recounts the story of their reconciliation while he stays by his beside. Stories are told about the past, both happy and sad, humorous and at times violent. I grew up listening to stories from my older generation, which might be why I enjoyed this so much. It also reminded me a little bit of my uncle's, they always looked Italian and were mischievous. The way it is written is beautiful and engaging, and the stories are emotional, captivating and sometimes shocking. If its still available, it is a book I highly recommend you pick up and read.

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Suswatibasu (1701 KP) rated Sex Object: A Memoir in Books

Mar 18, 2018

Similar to many feminist experiences

Jessica Valenti is usually very articulate and analytical in her columns, which is why her memoir feels a shade different from her usual style.

I understand that the premise is to show how sexism doesn't happen in a vacuum and that an accumulation eventually wears down a person thus accepting their situation and even relenting to further abuse. Which is why by the half way point, Valenti herself seems bored of having to replay every terrible sexual incident, and the events become repetitive to the point of desensitization.

As a person, it's horrifying to go through it, as a reader - especially a female one - it does feel like I do not need hear about the details to understand it's happening. Perhaps writing this memoir is a cathartic experience for Valenti, we'll never know. It is sad, especially when she gives up on being herself and caters to everyone else, but that is something a lot of feminist memoirs reveal.