A glimpse into just how hard (and hopeless) being poor in America can be. Others have worse stories, sure, but this one was pretty rough. #25wordbookreviews (link)
PS: This is the book I wrote about back in January, when I read a great excerpt in the NYT.
I’m Victoria Griffith and I am enthusiastic about a LOT of things. Pine trees and mushrooms and the desert. Mountains and motorcycles, travel and photography. Friendship and writing and books and surviving the love of your life’s terminal diagnosis.
I read constantly, think about reading obsessively, and have strong opinions about what makes a great memoir. I write about books here, and I’m working on one of my own.
I was born in Paterson, NJ, call Seattle home, and spend winters in the desert of Southern California, where the light is different and the ocotillos are doing something extraordinary. I try to get out and see as much of the world as time and money will allow.
If you’d like to say hi, you can reach me at vgriff@vgriff.com.
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