I’m exhausted having just finished Alice Sebold’s latest book. She writes with such clarity and truth in the face of such complex and frightening issues…call it what you will: mental illness, insanity, madness. But the complexity of the mother–daughter relationship here, and the way in which it defines and suffocates, those are the true gifts Sebold brings to this book. Sebold highlights things many of us never dare discuss, but the depths of the emotions are always there. Reading The Almost Moon is, then, in a way cathartic. I do highly recommend the book, but it is not a summer beach read. It is dark and difficult. But it is exceptional.
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