Unfortunately, it's taken me a while to read, but in the meantime I did read a few other strictly clinical books about cutting and treating those who self-injure. I guarantee that whoever reads Skin Game will really enjoy it, as I did. Why would a rational person resort to such extreme measures? Please provide recipient full name as it's mandatory for Canada Customs and to avoid any delay. You know, the popular girls. Decent memoir about a white middle-class teenage girl from a relatively normal family who self-mutilates and has an eating disorder. Text of pages clean and free of markings.
This is a book about the human condition and about how flesh and spirit both battle and sustain each other. I didn't really take anything from this book. Spine creases, wear to binding and pages from reading. Martin's Press, 1999 Used - Good. I took a very long and very difficult step back towards living life to the fullest. The book provides insight into why cutting provides an outlet to some, unhealthy as it may be, and how it becomes almost an addiction. I had a group of kids in my grade this year who--one after the other--came to my office to tell me about a friend they knew who was cutting and they were worried.
Pages can include considerable notes-in pen or highlighter-but the notes cannot obscure the text. The imagery and metaphors lost my attention and made it difficult to understand exactly what the author was trying to portray. Please give between 2-5 week for delivery. I'm no fan of pain. I had a group of kids in my grade this year who--one after the other--came to my office to tell me about a friend they knew who was cutting and they were worried. Hurting on the inside, but also applying that level of pain to her appearance.
I also liked how Kettlewell showed what she was really thinking at different times. The author did not hold back details that would make the reader cringe, which is exactly how she should shed light on the epidemic of self-mutilation. Disclaimer:A copy that has been read, but remains in clean condition. Caroline's memoir made me feel as if my scars were battle wounds, a battle I only had one enemy in and that was myself. Used - Very Good, Expédition sous 1 à 2 jours ouvrés, Ancien livre de bibliothèque. I'm not 100% sure how I feel about this book.
Cutting has only just begun to enter public consciousness as a dangerous affliction that tends to take hold of adolescent girls and can last, hidden and untreated, well into adulthood. Dust cover is intact; pages are clean and are not marred by notes or folds of any kind. Covers and dust jacket panels clean, binding tight, text block edges clean. Does a memoir such as Kettlewell's have to end on a positive or redeeming note? The spine may show signs of wear. Why does starving herself make Kettlewell feel strong? It was possible to live through it. This book was ok but I would not reccommend it to those who are interested in this topic.
I can't deny that the problem has nothing to do with the calibre of writing itself - it's Though I don't believe I went in with grand expectations, I was actually a bit disappointed with this book. Use it at your risk. The book is divided into three parts, each focusing on a different section of Kettlewell's life. She gives a well-written and thoughtful account of the issues she faced in childhood and adolescence and how they might have led to her eventual use of non-suicidal self-injury as a form of fascination, self-punishment and maladaptive coping skill. I think it took a lot of bravery and strength for Caroline to bare this much of herself and her struggle, and to share her story, and I think that anyone could admire and appreciate that. The scarlet beauty of it. Rather, the quality of the writing seems self-indulgent; the writer goes back and forth between telling specific stories or talking about specific instances in her childhood, to analyzing, debating, and driveling over why she did or didn't do something, why she made the choices she did, while she feels the need to constantly pose these self-directed questions and then reply that has no answers for any of them.
Like a good novel, leaves the reader wanting to know more. . I took off a star because at times, the writing style was too artistic. Then the blood welled up and began to distort the pure, stark edges of my delicately wrought wound. What about elective plastic surgery? Dust cover is intact; pages are clean and are not marred by notes or folds of any kind. Covers and dust jacket panels clean, binding tight, text block edges clean.
And to that end, this book is marvelous. A sobering, deeply perceptive look at a phenomenon that is becoming increasingly discussed, one all the more troubling for its secret, solitary perpetration. The ones who have always found that life just happens to be in perfect agreement with their opinions. But still they stood about, like rubberneckers at a train wreck. The reason at least for me was I felt I couldn't express myself and all my emotions would pile up on top of each other to the point that at some point I was l I read this in the span of 24 hours.
The memoir was also stylistically appealing. She began cutting her arms and legs in fifth grade, and continued into her twenties. The typecast antagonists of the after-school movie. After college, she got a job and got married to a lovely man, but both of those things started to crumble into pieces. I rooted for her throughout the memoir to make the change to see that she could be different and make better choices.
For the better part of the day they sequestered us, the hopeless and the hapless of the B1, in a subterranean cinder-block dungeon of a classroom, its walls painted a psychosis-inducing shade of dingy yellow, its only window a narrow slit high in the wall, through which we could see the occasional passage of a knee-socked leg on the playground above. Would also be good reading for teachers, parents, etc. In the biography of Kettlewell's life, describes it as cutting yourself narrows the focus on your other pain and makes you focus on the cut and all your worries will fade away for a short period of time. S4K48 1999 Dewey Decimal 616. She perfectly encapsulates the bizarre thoughts and feelings, the constant struggle and war within oneself, and how it makes very little sense, even to the person struggling with it.