Early in the month, TW read a bunch of depressing books all in a row. I told myself that I was not going to do that. I was going to be smarter. I was going to read a depressing, difficult book – then a light fluffy book – then a depressing difficult book. Hahaha.
I read Radiant Daughter yesterday and talk about a difficult, depressing book. A beautifully written, difficult, depressing book but still – oy.
Mother/Daughter relationships are difficult enough as it is without bipolar with rapid cycling tossed in. It’s hard to call a story like this a “favorite” but I think I have to.
Throwing it on my list.