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4.0 out of 5 stars
Baby-boomer memoirs without shame, remorse, or guilt, April 20, 1998
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This review is from: Telling (Paperback)
This book could have been written by Irma Bombeck . . . except that Irma Bomback would never have written about having an abortion, shooting heroin, or oral sex in the front seat of a car. Essentially, Winik writes about what happens when the generation who never trusted anyone over thirty now finds itself trapped at forty-something. Her reflections and insights are remarkable for their transparancy. Winik neither takes us on a nostalgic romp through "Gee, wasn't it great back then!", nor does she moralize from hindsight with "Here's what I did; here's what I learned; maybe you can benefit from my experience." Instead she just describes what is: what it's like to be forty-something and come to grips with one's history. I laughed, I cried, and I couldn't put the book down.
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I must have writen this book one night while sleeping., June 21, 1997
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This review is from: Telling (Paperback)
I picked up "telling" only yesterday from Barnes n nobles bargin stacks. (I was only searching non-fiction in my quest to learn more about the history of why).
Even though I am already operating on sleep deprivation from my one year old and working all night and day lifestyle I could not put "telling" down (a RARE RARE, so RARE i can't even remember when I plowed through a book with such joy and amazement). I'm endlessly searching for those voices of comradioure (sp?), and have sifted through zillions of books looking for it, for that voice that speaks as if it were my own.
Marion winik is this voice, but she's not, she appears to be 'just like me', but it's really just the seductiveness of her writing style, the ease at which she tells it, the way she's managed to take all of the hopeless fiascos we make of our lives and laugh them into o.k. now-ness. There is tradgedy, which she doesn't hide from, and small bits of philosophizing, but most of all its just a back and forth journey through the times of her life (which is so similar to our lives-from the fat and awkward childhood, to the artsy drug-rebelling adolescent, to the station-wagon driving mom in a condominium with a microwave).
The real stuff is here, the events of life, unfolding through the ages, just like us. Even though my father is still alive, I'm not jewish and i've never been to new orleans, I'm still just like Marion Winik.
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2 of 2 people found the following review helpful:
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I must have writen this book one night while sleeping., June 21, 1997
By A Customer
I picked up "telling" only yesterday from Barnes n nobles bargin stacks. (I was only
searching non-fiction in my quest to learn more about the history of why). Even
though I am already operating on sleep deprivation from my one year old and
working all night and day lifestyle I could not put "telling" down (a RARE RARE, so
RARE i can't even remember when I plowed through a book with such joy and
amazement). I'm endlessly searching for those voices of comradioure (sp?), and
have sifted through zillions of books looking for it, for that voice that speaks as if it
were my own. Marion winik is this voice, but she's not, she appears to be 'just like
me', but it's really just the seductiveness of her writing style, the ease at which she
tells it, the way she's managed to take all of the hopeless fiascos we make of our
lives and laugh them into o.k. now-ness. There is tradgedy, which she doesn't hide
from, and small bits of philosophizing, but most of all its just a back and forth
journey through the times of her life (which is so similar to our lives-from the fat
and awkward childhood, to the artsy drug-rebelling adolescent, to the station-wagon
driving mom in a condominium with a microwave). The real stuff is here, the
events of life, unfolding through the ages, just like us. Even though my father is
still alive, I'm not jewish and i've never been to new orleans, I'm still just like
Marion Winik.
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