Showing posts with label grief. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grief. Show all posts

November 02, 2016

Book Review - The next happy : Let go of the life you planned and find a new way forward By Tracey Cleantis.

" A bold, brave and incredibly relevant book". Lee Woodruff, New York Times Best selling author.
Tracy Cleantis classes herself as the Dr Kevorkian of dreams. Through The Next Happy she helps people work through grief and emotions related to failed dreams.

She covers the stages of grief in detail and supplies some self help points at the end of each chapter, which are very helpful. She takes a different point at looking at failures in life and helps you to refocus on what new opportunities you may have.
A great uplifting book. Anne

February 19, 2016

Book Review—Grief is the Thing with Feathers by Max Porter


A widowed Ted Hughes scholar and his two boys try to cope with grief and are visited by Crow, the eponymous figure from Hughes’ Crow: From the Life and Songs of the Crow. Crow tells the father early on that “I will only stay as long as you need me”, and so beings a multi-voiced narrative, moving between Crow’s musings about the family and the pleasure he finds in grief and Dad and the Boys coming to grips with their grief and Crow in their lives.


Grief reads much like a collection of poems within the frame narrative of a widower and his two boys. Much like grief it lacks coherence, moving between frenzied memories, the drudging inactivity of everyday life that slowly becomes the new normal, and the voices one adopts, sometimes little more than an inexplicable kraah, other times fanciful tales that mix memory and desire. Crow acts as therapist , trickster, substitute, scapegoat, and healer. As in Hughes’ work, it celebrates the uncertainties of the figure, taking sombre pleasure in his multitude of roles in different mythologies, all highly personalised in Grief, with Dad and the Boys coming to realize that this unfathomable figure in their lives is grief itself. There are no answers beyond that, because beyond its existence there is nothing certain about grief.

As alluring as it is distressing, Grief is the Thing with Feathers traverses the territory of sorrow without attempting to simplify its intricacies.
Andreas