At Home in the World
A Memoir
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Joyce Maynard
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Joyce Maynard
From the New York Times bestselling author of Labor Day comes At Home in the World, an honest and shocking memoir of falling in love—at age 18—with one of America's most reclusive literary figures, J. D. Salinger.
In the spring of 1972, Joyce Maynard, a freshman at Yale, published a cover story in The New York Times Magazine about life in the sixties. Among the many letters of praise, offers for writing assignments, and request for interviews was a one-page letter from the famously reclusive author, J.D. Salinger.
At Home in the World is the story of a girl who loved and lived with J.D. Salinger, and the woman she became. A crucial turning point in Joyce Maynard's life occurred when her own daughter turned eighteen--the age Maynard was when Salinger first approached her. Breaking a twenty-five year silence, Joyce Maynard addresses her relationship with Salinger for the first time, as well as the complicated, troubled and yet creative nature of her youth and family. She vividly describes the details of the times and her life with the finesse of a natural storyteller.
Courageously written by a women determined to allow her life to unfold with authenticity, At Home in the World is a testament to the resiliency of the spirit and the honesty of an unwavering eye.
批評家のレビュー
“Unsparing self-scrutiny...maturity and emotional candor.” —Michiko Kakutani, The New York Times
“Absorbing, funny, and emotionally blistering.” —Jules Siegel, San Francisco Chronicle
“A wry, painful, engaging book.” —Frank McCourt, author of Angela's Ashes
“Maynard's testimony is priceless.” —Mary Cantwell, Vogue
“Riveting and disturbing.” —The New York Times Book Review
“Even Salinger loyalists may feel compelled to reexamine their idol.” —Glamour
“Dazzling.” —San Francisco Chronicle