Most people have heard of Augusten Burroughs by now. He’s the memoirist some call a “phony” and others call “heartbreakingly funny.” He’s written several memoirs as of this writing, but the one I read at my wife’s suggestion was A Wolf at the Table.
“If my father caught me he would cut my neck, so I just kept going.” That’s how this memoir of a brutalized childhood begins: with a boy trying desperately to escape the violence of a man whose delusions have started to take over every inch of his...
Published on December 30, 2015 06:00