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Bezig met laden... The Two Kinds of Decay: A Memoirdoor Sarah Manguso
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Meld je aan bij LibraryThing om erachter te komen of je dit boek goed zult vinden. Op dit moment geen Discussie gesprekken over dit boek. I really liked the poetry-like style of this book. There were a few passages that I thought really weakened an otherwise strong book "wanting desperately to get out of the middle class" and "things finally became OK once I lost weight!" but on the whole I liked it. ( ) I don't get it. People I so admire love this book. I found it dull--even though its about a mysterious chronic illness which is a subject I'm all but obsessed with. Nonetheless. So chilly. The self-regard is somehow both unending and uncomplicated. The author came off the same way in her other memoir about her friend's death. Weirdly trite when she clearly believes she is blowing the roof off some serious shit. She convinces people, though. Why did I read this one...well, there's the fuss made by readers I admire and plus I can read her books on a single flight. Because they aren't really books. What about the brightness and spacetime rumination tacked onto the end. Trite but thank god brief. She jumps around quickly at least. I think that's what people like about her--she moves quickly and writes so directly that any lyric turn seems weighted. The blandness and ego must come off as candor, but what I'll take is the quick, darting movement in and out of short collages sections. With a clear central narrative question--the disease.
Sarah Manguso is a poet, and if the beautiful, terse sentences in The Two Kinds of Decay are any indication, she is a fine one. In this short, sharp memoir, Manguso describes the head cold she caught in February 1995. She was 21 years old, in college, second soprano in a choir scheduled to perform Gregorio Allegri’s “Miserere” on March 5, 1995. She managed to keep her cold in check until after the concert, where the choirmaster praised her work. She went home for spring break and began a nightmare of illness that would last for next nine years. In brief, almost stanza-like paragraphs, she describes doctors' inattention or disregard of troublesome symptoms, unwanted intrusions by medical students, supportive as well as disagreeable nurses, businesslike orderlies, the welcome arrival of a more efficient plasmapheresis machine, and the chronic fear of death—the sort of details sufferers wish to share and readers read such accounts to learn. She deals with mundane matters such as wiping your bottom when you are nearly completely paralyzed (you don't, someone else does it for you and seldom to your satisfaction) and, especially, what goes on in the head of a young victim, including the social realities and status anxieties. In her sharp, affecting new memoir, “The Two Kinds of Decay,” Manguso writes from the far side of a long period of remission. “For seven years I tried not to remember much because there was too much to remember,” she writes. From an original welter of experience, she has carefully culled details that remain vivid. Filtered through memory, events during her illness seem like “heavenly bodies” that “fly until they change into new forms, simpler forms, with ever fewer qualities and increasingly beautiful names.” Manguso is acutely interested in these processes of renaming and remembering, the way time changes what we say about the past. Her book is not only about illness but also about the ways we use language to describe it and cope with it. PrijzenOnderscheidingen
Biography & Autobiography.
Health & Fitness.
Nonfiction.
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