A memoir written by Ann Patchett, one of my favorite authors, about her friendship with Lucy Grealy who also was an author. They meet after college and both struggle but eventually find success as authors. Lucy’s facial disfiguration from a childhood illness is her obsession, her crutch and eventually leads to her tragic downfall. I really liked this short book and couldn’t put it down…just like all of her fiction that I have read.
PJH Rating: ****1/2