A moving, funny, elegant meditation on love, childhood, and one's place in a family.
"The book reads like a version of Whitman's barbaric yawp." —NY Times
Marisha Pessl on I HATE EVERYONE in the New York Times Book Review
<< It's wildly alive with the girl's unchecked bursts of word and emotion. The way she grasps at and simultaneously rejects love, wanting to be both acknowledged and left alone, is universal and timeless. The book exposes the slipperiness of what we so much believe to be true coupled with the shortcomings of the English language.... It ends with the exhausted admission, "Somehow even while I am busy hating you … I love you." Tolstoy was after this realization, too, and it took him 1,000 pages.>>