For me it was an okay read, but not as memorable as Jaouad’s book. Thinking of memoirs by feisty young women, Crying in H-Mart, by Michelle Zauner got a lot of attention this year. She’s still fighting cancer, and I wish her all the best for recovery. In the flash of an eye the promising, carefree prospect of her twenties became a hellish ordeal. Jaouad discovered her cancer right after graduating from Princeton. It’s a cancer narrative that stands out on account of Jaouad’s youth, frankness, and writing chops, as well as the fact that the second half becomes a road-trip book.
Starting with nonfiction, I enjoyed and was moved by Suleika Jaouad’s Between Two Kingdoms: A Memoir of a Life Interrupted. Along the way I ran across some new obsessions. Then, by pecking through recommendation lists and hopping from screen to screen, I was able to keep my library hold shelves reassuringly filled-staving off that dire malady known as Running Out of Something Good To Read. I got a wider shot at e-book availability by joining a second public library in the adjacent city. David Hockney, Nathan Swimming Los Angeles, 1982Ģ022 turned out to be a good reading year.
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