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"But in the depths of her room, she wrote gut-wrenching poems and delivered soliloquies of astonishing eloquence. She played her keyboard, singing and chanting like a crazed nun."

Ok so she's Fiona Apple

“It was like I just filled in the gaps of Sandy. Like if you put him in a jar, if he was peach halves, I would be the shape of the syrup in the jar.”

Probably will skim the rest of this tomorrow, as sadly I’m losing interest in the story :(

Completed the memoir portion! Time to flip the book over and read the fiction portion.

“Sylvie remembers the last conversation she’d had with her dad, when she’d gone to see him in the morgue. It had been a one-way conversation, but it had been good, and she’d felt understood.”

“From a very young age, I understood that my mother dispensed a love that aspired to keep everything in a perfect present where we remained immutable, or in which we carried out to a tee the life she’d imagined for us.”

“Friendship has a way of re-revealing the things you know in such a way that you can’t help but accept them. Books can be such a friend, too - shedding light on a feeling the reader has already felt in order for her to see it more clearly, or differently.”

"Ecstasy had a way of both contextualizing and warping loss. What I wanted from fucking seemed discontinuous from what I wanted from my life, and I could hide from the impossible thing I desired by seeking something achievable and small - another hour or so sunk into sensation."