May 29, 12
Read in January, 2012
Best to read this after Oranges Are The Only Fruit, as I did. Oranges is the fictionalised account of Winterson's life, whereas this is her official memoir. She is much more honest and matter of fact about things in this volume - particularly about her mother and their relationship. At times it's hard-going, and you wonder how Winterson didn't just break down sometimes, but she copes marvellously - a huge part of this book is the significance of literature in her life. Essentially, it keeps her afloat. The escapism is essential to her being able to cope with her mother, as well as books providing a vital education, both intellectually and emotionally.
This is a memoir, a musing on mothers and daughters, and a love letter to literature - it really can change your life!