This is probably the best memoir I have ever read. There has been a lot of hype about it on Social Media so I was expecting to be let down but instead I couldn’t put it down. It did feel a little invasive reading something so deeply personal whenever I remembered it was real… but it is a memoir after all. Tara writes about her cloistered childhood in the mountains of Idaho with a religious zealot for a father, holistic healer and midwife for a mother and an abusive brother. Not even issued a birth certificate until she was nine, Tara and her siblings were never formally, or even informally, educated and this is the story of her breaking away from her background to earn her PhD – and the sacrifices she made to do it. I loved that whenever relatives remembered stories differently from her memories she made sure to include the alternate versions – something that reflects the ideals she learns as she gains an education. This is a tale made even more gripping by its truthfulness.
“I had come to believe that the ability to evaluate many ideas, many histories, many points of view, was at the heart of what it means to self-create”
1/5 – Awful / would not read again / maybe could not finish.
2/5 – Low quality work / some enjoyment / not worth the time
3/5 – Don’t regret, Don’t love / would add to my shelf if it is a piece of literature
4/5 – Would read again / Definitely would add to my shelf because BOOKS
5/5 – Would definitely read more than once / Must buy / Gives you the happy book love feels.