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June 11, 2004

The Very Essence of Snark?

by Ron Hogan

Seattle Post-Intelligence book critic John Marshall did not enjoy The Mother Knot, Kathryn Harrison's latest memoir. Dubbing her "publishing's queen of pain," Marshall musters up all the luridness within him to recount the book's narrative arc of emotional and physical trauma brought on by undefeated memories of a mother from hell, finally sneering, "All that's lacking on the memoir's final page... is the aching strains of Tchiakovsky's 'Pathetique' rising in the background." And then he gets really personal:

The fact of the matter is, Harrison has plumbed her personal depths in print too many times. The effectiveness of memoir often hinges on reader empathy for the writer and Harrison has drained the empathy reservoir through her excessive and sometimes bizarre revelations. And there is starting to be a different reflex altogether, especially as the sense grows that the talented Harrison has turned profiteer on her own travails. The reader response with Harrison no longer is: We're With You Through Your Traumas. It's more: Get on With Your Life and Keep Something Secret for a Change.

Now, I'm willing to admit the possibility that a memoirist, by explicitly drawing upon her life and her identity to create her art, will undoubtedly have to face a certain degree of critical conflation of personal identity and the self represented on the page. But I also think there's a line to be drawn between explaining why a memoir doesn't work and beating up on the author, and my initial reaction is that the line's been crossed here. And I'm awfully curious to know how Marshall knows what the reader response to Harrison's work is, as opposed to his response. Passing off his personal distaste as cultural dismissal doesn't particularly strike me as an intellectually honest tactic.

Comments

I agree with your take Ron. For one thing, Marshall is assuming that the readers will have read all of Harrison's memoirs. Were this the first of her work that somebody picked up would the reaction nearly be the same.

Sounds like he could have made the point in a nicer fashion - also sounds though, like he's been disappointed by the writer due to a prior appreciation of her work.

Enjoy,

Posted by: Dan Wickett at June 11, 2004 09:04 PM

The piling on Harrison began with the Kiss and has apparently gone on unabated for the next two books(except perhaps her biographical essay of St Therese)

Hey,you know what I say, as with certain irritating NYTBR essayists, don't like her memoirist bent, don't read it.

Also, I thought The Seal Wife (KH's last novel) was a compelling—no, make that riveting, story.

Posted by: birnbaum at June 12, 2004 07:16 AM
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