Sunday, August 26, 2012

Reading my father, by Alexandra Styron


Yet another example of how difficult it is to grow up with a “great writer” as a parent.  The combination of alcohol abuse, depression undiagnosed until late in life, and the ego necessary to produce his writings made Styron the dominant and domineering figure in her life.  Only while researching his papers after his death does the author, his youngest child, begin to understand her father.   320 pp.

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