A fun and relatable summer read for fans of Sarah Dessen and Jenny Han. Unique, well-plotted summer romance -Booklistįans of Sarah Dessen, Stephanie Perkins, and Jenny Han will delight as the fireworks spark and the secrets fly in this delicious summer romance from a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author. And when rumors of a jilted ex-girlfriend come to light, Jade knows Quentin is hiding a secret-and she's determined to find out what it is. But despite their storybook-perfect romance, every time Jade moves closer, Quentin pulls away.
Sneaking out, staying up, and even a midnight swim, Quentin is determined to give Jade days-and nights-worth remembering. And when Quentin learns Jade plans to spend her first American summer hiding out reading books, he refuses to be ignored. Jade hasn't been in suburbia long and even she knows her annoying (and annoyingly cute) next-door neighbor spells T-R-O-U-B-L-E. But nothing could have prepared her for Quentin. School Library Journal When Jade decided to spend the summer with her aunt in California, she thought she knew what she was getting into. The book is at Speaking to My Madness: How I Searched for Myself in Schizophrenia.Fans of Sarah Dessen, Stephanie Perkins, and Jenny Han will delight as the fireworks spark and the secrets fly in this delicious summer romance from a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author.
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The Roberta Payne who emerges through the final hundred pages of the book is someone it becomes a privilege to know, and one whose virtues make what her illness stole from her the more terrible.Ī deeply felt review of a book that, by the nature of its material, should have been almost impossible to produce. Schizophrenia Finds Its Vergil – Download The Universe. As Payne climbs out of the dark years she shows without saying what the reader can clearly recognize as the evidence of her strength, her capacity for restitution, for kindness and restitution and forgiveness. It’s a very long way back - years, decades of painstaking, painful, courageous and ultimately successful labor, advanced with the help of modern pharmacology, persistent and sensitive talk therapy, AA, the rooted kindness of an admirable pair of Episcopalian clergy, and, in one of Payne’s most subtly framed challenges to expectations raised earlier in her narrative, the love and care of parents who had seemed near-villainous in the early passages of the book.īy now what Payne’s disease has taken from her is so apparent, so empathetically available, that I found myself rooting for her at every turn - and terribly fearful that something terrible might happen as I flipped each page. The second half of the book takes up what comes after her halt at the point of self-murder. Payne describes in detail what happens as her schizophrenia advances, to the point where, in the hospital ward in Ames with which the book opens, she edges toward suicide…and then pulls back. We learn about the pain of her childhood home, populated by a mother presented initially as uncaring, harsh, terrifying, a distant and uncomprehending father, a sister who, as the book proceeds, is revealed to be almost utterly without empathy - or perhaps better, as thoroughly terrified of whatever existential challenge Payne’s illness seems to embody. We wince, and then grieve, as at each stop, panic, depression, fear, alcohol - buckets and buckets of booze - and then full-blown schizophrenia derail this voice, this marvelous, literate voice at once narrating and living the train wreck unfolding across the page. We follow her as she pursues the opportunities her clearly formidable mind opens up: graduate studies at Harvard mastery of language after language (Italian, ancient Greek, medieval Greek, Latin…), Ph.D work at the University of Denver. Tom Levenson just reviewed it at Download the Universe. After this suicide attempt, he writes,
That passage is from the most riveting, courageous, agonizing, and ultimately amazing book I read this year: Speaking to My Madness: How I Searched for Myself in Schizophrenia, by Roberta Payne. Blood was spurt-spurting crimson from my arm. Unbelievably, Liz, an old roommate of mine, knocked at my door, opened it herself, and came in. There was no way I could get through that night.
The night poised before me promised full-assault fear. But someone had to find out how bad it was. In my mind I went right to that edge and knew that I wanted to try to kill myself but be found while I was still alive.
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