Christle's exacting rigor and ferocious curiosity are matched only by the utter eccentricity of her vision, the delicious and frankly peerless freshness of her idiom: "There is a difference between bones and a book," she writes, "but both have at their center a spine." What results is irreducibly human. IN THE RHODODENDRONS is vital consolation, amidst the amidst. It's a triumph, an instant classic. Christle has become one of our art's most urgent living practitioners -- Kaveh Akbar, author of Martyr! I first fell in love with Heather Christle's writing in The Crying Book and her astonishing hybrid memoir, In the Rhododendrons, cements my devotion. In Christle's narrative of discovery, of pilgrimages and portals, silence and reclamation, and the surprising bonds between a mother, a daughter, and Virginia Woolf, readers will experience a rare and wondrous mind at work. Heart-breaking, revelatory, exquisite, and ultimately ecstatic, this book is a gift -- Jessamine Chan * New York Times-bestselling author of The School for Good Mothers * Stunning. I saw her working in a shaft of light, dusting layer after layer off her own life * Patricia Lockwood, author of the Booker Prize-shortlisted novel, No One Is Talking About This * Nobody thinks like [ Heather Christle], nobody sees the tiny hooks that attach words to words as clearly, or as imaginatively. Her new book, In the Rhododendrons: A Memoir with Appearances by Virginia Woolf, is as elegant, searching a book of prose as I've read in years . . . Like other titans of the ferociously granular observation - Nicholson Baker, Terrance Hayes, Anne Carson leap to mind - Christle has the chops to render flinting eccentric curiosity in delicious, propulsive prose. There's almost no praise I wouldn't extend to In the Rhododendrons -- Kaveh Akbar * Electric Literature * With lyrical prose, a sharp analytical sensibility, and staggering reserves of empathy, Christle delivers a unique and potentially transformative catalog of healing. Readers will be rapt * Publishers Weekly * In the Rhododendrons [ is] a moving and fascinating exploration both of [ Christle's] own life and of the process of reading and re-learning the past . . . a remarkable work of synthesis, overlay, and double exposure, in which past and present, child and adult, literary figure and family member illuminate each other . . . beautiful * Booklist *
