I Know This Much Is True

The honest truth is that I re-read this for the same reason I re-read The Corrections. I'm moving again soon, and these are big, fat books that I figured I'd be better able to relinquish after revisiting.

I was glad to re-read this. I Know This Much Is True is kind of schlocky, in the sense that Lamb clearly wants to deal with All. The. Big. Issues. and enable his readers in experiencing All. The. Big. Feelings. It's also kind of unschlocky, in that I think he succeeds admirably well, despite his intention to do so being clearly evident.

The spoiler alert below isn't related to the end of the novel, but I put it in because it does relate to potentially triggering content.

For example, on a fellowship interview this spring, an interviewer asked me about a novel that had influenced my clinical work. The first thing that popped into my head, nearly a decade after first reading this, was how Lamb created a narrator who rapes another main (and beloved) character, and the rape felt believable, strongly increased both my empathy for and anger (but not disgust) at the narrator, and Lamb's treatment of all of that didn't feel like a gratuitous portrayal of violence against women as a mean to an emotional end. It just felt like the way life really (often tragically) happens. I think about that a lot when working with people who have perpetrated violence instead of (or in addition to) being on the receiving end of it. We need to really understand both the aftermath of sexual violence, and what leads people to commit it in the first place. .

So, I think this is a good novel to read if you feeling like reading something that will likely make you cry, but not likely to make you feel as if you've been manipulated into crying.