Recollections of My Nonexistence: A Memoir

I really enjoyed parts of this & solnit just has such a readable style so often poetic, but there were parts where relatability faded into thoughts and turns of phrase that were revealing of her age & belonging to a generation who cannot comprehend certain nuances and complexities I now take as given, especially in her understanding of sexuality, gender identity. A loose nostalgia replaced contemporary care with these. The commentary on gender & safety while potent in its personal testimony does not offer anything newly piercing or refreshing to the discourse. The vacillation between place, gender, fear, were not as beautifully or powerfully woven as they could have been. The latter half felt less qorked on and edited. While it didn't live up to the heights of my lofty expectations this was still worth reading and had moments of beauty.