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There is a hilarious recounting of her kids having a friend over to play cowboys. They end up having a shootout in the living room with breaks for the littlest to fix her shoe, for Jackson to get some lunch on for them, and there is something very real in the plainness of the day. Jackson has a genius for capturing the cadence of kid talk, each having their own conversations that somehow end up building in an interplay and rise to an absurd place. It should be the simplest thing; picking up necessaries in a department store.

They are each the stars of their own lives, and they will gum up the works. Laurie brings his cap gun and is already having trouble dealing with Jannie and all of her imaginary friends who need room on the bus, who have to get off the escalator one by one, who need to be responded to. Then Jackson adds the humor and the recognizable reality of not wanting to seem like a monster mom in public; the judgement of those around her on her parenting is palpable. She keeps the kids in line as best she can in the sweetest and most gentle voice. I replayed the story to my husband, and we howled with laughter as all of this is very real and recognizable for anyone who has raised kids who have any imagination.

I get a sick feeling in my stomach and a kind of exhilaration recognizing moments in parenting. When Jackson decides to go visit some friends for the weekend, she goes through preparing a list and schedule for the children as well as meals so that she can put her husband in charge, without his really having to do anything. She essentially does the work of the entire weekend ahead of time in order to get a thirty six hour break.

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It put me in mind of so many work trips, or absences for residency in my MFA program where I realized the seemingly simple tasks I did for a week raising my kids actually added up to a whole lot of details that are very hard to pass on to another person. Of course, Jackson arrives home to find the schedule out the window and the kids missing, her husband having taking everyone out to dinner to solve the problem.

The beauty in writing is not just in capturing the unreal, or those esoteric in-between spaces of life. All kids are their own little weirdos. They are incredibly energy consuming, but wildly entertaining, and their childhoods pass too fast.

And their lives will eat up a work day. And you will never feel like you are getting enough writing done. I think of the writer mamas and writer papas I know I do know a number of writers who are stay at home dads and the very real struggles they have trying to carve out the time in which to write.

We are a bit more about finding an hour, pounding it out. Find a half hour, write something down. Think of the story while doing the housework. I think about the year my daughter had fifteen sick days and I ended up putting down my horror novel and reading aloud to her from my middle grade book in progress and asking her questions to keep moving.

To her credit, without her I would not have finished the middle grade book, which is now at market. I think of my own mom who produced about a book a year and hundreds of short stories in between, and countless book reviews, all the while raising three kids and parenting us all the way into adulthood. And I think of Jackson, who helped keep her family afloat with the money raised from these articles, did absolutely all of the housework and childrearing her husband seemed available only for occasional conversation with the children, and the odd babysitting stint and still created an oeuvre of literature that has lasted well into this century.

Her work has not seemed to age and informs an entire generation of speculative fiction, horror fiction, television and movies. In this age of amwriting on Twitter and writers declaring daily word counts, accomplishments, and other minutiae of the writer day, I also marvel that throughout both this book and its sequel, Jackson accounts for no time during which she was writing.

It is meant to appear effortless.

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All of this is somehow comforting. Bit by bit. I find the space and pound it out. And I give a shout out to my fellow writer parents out there.

It is no small thing you are doing there. And you likely have better childrearing partners than Jackson did. And know that, like Jackson, you will write the things. And the things may have a lasting impact. Keep writing. Also in the prologue 5, 6 , the author shares with us the information she was able to glean from magazine articles written about her in the seventies, and it leaves us wanting a lot more.

The author takes us on her journey to discover the human being behind the cell line, and the backdrop to this investigative journalism narrative is the history of slavery and the Jim Crow era. Skloot deals with the pain, confusion, and anger of the Lacks family with sensitivity and compassion. She is able to gain the trust of the family, especially Deborah, through persistence and patience over the years. Although Deborah had made it clear she wanted to continue with school, she could not afford to do so.

It was interesting that Deborah finally felt ready to ride with Skloot on their journeys of discovery, instead of driving her own car Unfortunately though, she died before that could take place. As well as demonstrating the artful use of the aforementioned literary elements, Skloot taught me that complex, multilayered narratives can take a very long time to piece together.

It took the author a decade to conduct the research for this book, and the writing itself took additional time. She embodies the act of bringing reverence and love into our creative nonfiction writing projects, and the book resonates with her commitment. She showed me how, as writers, we can direct flood lights onto obscured subjects and people. And although we clearly cannot change what has already transpired, our intervention may change the historical arc going forward, for the better.

By the end of the book the complex ethical questions around the commercialization of tissue research and ownership of the cells continue, but the establishment of the Henrietta Lacks Foundation by Skloot is a gratifying outcome.

Truth, lies, and identity are themes which dominate this anthology in which she gives the reader access to her interior life, so we understand the emotional and intellectual struggles she went through as she navigated a hostile and dangerous world. Against all odds, the author goes on to be the first person in her family to graduate from high school, and then the first to go to college.

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Allison shares the harrowing experiences of being held up twice in the chapter Never Expected to Live Forever. She begins with the story of being held up on a street, and smoothly transitions to an earlier occasion during her college years when she was robbed at a dairy store, where she worked to help cover costs. In the next chapter Gun Crazy Allison shares her desire to own a gun and shoot like all her uncles. The topic of guns appears again in the subsequent chapter Shotgun Strategies, in the context of confessional dreams of shooting sexual abusers.

It was at this lesbian consciousness-raising group that the author began, for the first time in her life, to talk about the beatings and rape she endured at the hands of her stepfather. It was also here that she learned for the first time that violence and abuse spanned all classes in society. In her quest to belong, to find validation, Allison found all available theories on class and race inadequate and self-serving.

In the service of truth, she had no choice then but to endeavor to create a complex identity for herself, and to write herself into the literary canon from which she was missing. This is detailed in the chapter Public Silence, Private Terror. When I read about the Barnard Sex Scandal of , I did not recall reading about it on earlier pages, so I was eager to discover the details.

The tension grew, until Allison finally revealed everything two pages later. I believe in the truth in the way only a person who has been denied any use of it can believe in it. I know its power. The reality is that for many of us family was as much the incubator of despair as the safe nurturing haven the myths promised. I was born to die.

I know that. If I could have found what I needed at thirteen, I would not have lost so much of my life chasing vindication or death.

Give some child, some thirteen-year-old, the hope of the remade life. Tell the truth. As a feminist with working-class roots I picked up this book hoping to find myself on its pages. The story I wish I could have read growing up. In it the Southern States played the role of the evil ones while the Northern States played the role of the good guys. I came of age clinging to the notion that Southern Whites and their state governments were to be feared while Northern Whites and their state governments were liberally righteous in their fair minded measured approach to race relations. It is painful to have such a late awakening to the insidious facts.

Race has always been a chip played for gain in our Democracy.