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A review by katieinca
Hey, Kiddo: How I Lost My Mother, Found My Father, and Dealt with Family Addiction by Jarrett J. Krosoczka
5.0
4 *s for the graphic novel, 5 once you read the Author's Note at the end (I hardly cried at all until the Author's Note, and tears shed is definitely a metric by which I measure memoirs).
It's a very matter-of-fact, almost flat, style for a memoir. He doesn't talk a lot about his internal life much, he's more likely to show it in the art, or the actions he chooses to include in the story. He doesn't sugar coat the people in his family - he shows them doing and saying some ugly things. At the same time he also conveys his love for them. So the style grew on me, at least partly because it rang true as a way I've heard myself and others talk about hard things that we've lived through and come to own as part of the story that makes us who we are.
The 10yo read it in one sitting, didn't have much to say by way of a review, and apparently didn't cry at all.
It's a very matter-of-fact, almost flat, style for a memoir. He doesn't talk a lot about his internal life much, he's more likely to show it in the art, or the actions he chooses to include in the story. He doesn't sugar coat the people in his family - he shows them doing and saying some ugly things. At the same time he also conveys his love for them. So the style grew on me, at least partly because it rang true as a way I've heard myself and others talk about hard things that we've lived through and come to own as part of the story that makes us who we are.
The 10yo read it in one sitting, didn't have much to say by way of a review, and apparently didn't cry at all.