I know what it's like to freak out when your life puts you in situations that make you question your whole paradigm, and you have to figure out how to survive what feels like the tectonic plates under your feet actually ARE shifting. And that's what I liked best about this book. That it dealt with the stresses of a changing worldview and the feelings of loss when you have to let go of old ways that were taught to you from infancy, and the fear of not knowing what will be left standing when you do.
And I loved how much she confesses her most intimate thoughts and how that ties in with her learning to be a writer. Because what good is reading a memoir if the author doesn't really deliver the marrow of their life? It's the only true way to connect, and Hardy does it beautifully.
This book was a library copy.