Published in 1999. 246 pages.
This memoir by the author of The Lovely Bones was a powerful, compelling read.
In the tunnel where I was raped, a tunnel that was once an underground entry to an amphitheater, a place where actors burst forth from underneath the seats of a crowd, a girl had been murdered and dismembered. I was told this story by the police. In comparison, they said, I was lucky. [page 3]
There was power to be had in sharing my story. [page 73]
[My writing workshop instructor] knew ... that memory could save, that it had power, that it was often the only recourse of the powerless, the oppressed, or the brutalized. [page 106]