This is one of several “uncorrected page proofs” I received as an intern at Duke University Press in the late 90’s. I’m looking to give them away to friends now, so I’m trying to (finally) read at least a bit of each of them.
Many times, I found this memoir too personal for me. I felt surprised and uncomfortable by just how much Lazarre was revealing about her inner thoughts, her dreams, her therapy sessions. Read More