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I read an article about Eileen Myles recently, and the writer described Myles as someone who has "an intense yet introspective interest in humanity". An interest in her own humanity, and in the lives of the humans around her. I have that too. That's why I like her so much. I've had a crush on her ever since I discovered this book, almost ten years ago. However, if my teen self had ever met her teen self, back in the 60s and 70s, I would have been absolutely terrified. Sure, I wanted to be Peter Pan too, but I was definitely more a Wendy type. Ms. Myles would have crushed me with a sideways glance. She would have kicked my ass.
Fast forward a few decades and I think we would have a lot to chat about were we to meet one another now. What is it I love? She's a funny, fierce, unapologetic, wise soul. I love the way Myles just throws everything out there, into the wide open, page after page, in whatever chaotic fashion she feels like. It's not linear, it's hardly chronological, but it doesn't matter because what she writes is so tough and honest and poignant and raw. A stream of consciousness ramble seems very natural in this book. Like flipping through an old photo album, and telling this story and that one, back and forth through time and place. It's how memory works and it works well here as memoir and novel both. Whatever it is. It is what it is and it's damn good.
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Kivrin
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