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A review by askoda
The Light Years: A Memoir by Chris Rush
5.0
Chris Rush has completely mesmerized me with his memoir.
While this is a coming of age story, there is more than dysfunction, more than lost love, and much more than the promise of layers of abuse. Instead, his journey as a queer teen immerses you with the emotional highs and lows of abandonment and finding himself.
His prose fills the pages with visual and emotional pulls that had me clinging onto his every word. I literally couldn’t stop reading this one. I was simply intoxicated with his story, withstanding the emotional whiplash of his adventures.
Another interesting aspect about this story is that it highlights the harrowing aspects of such a glorified yet troubling time in American history. As a millennial, I notice my generation romanticizing the drug filled wanderers of the 70’s. Yet, when reading Rush’s memoir, I question how liberating this era really was. Was this liberation or, was it ambivalent parents and lost kids?
Regardless, after meeting Rush (on the day I finished reading coincidentally), I found him to be one of the kindest people I have met in a long time. He took the time to chat even though I bombarded him when he was simply trying to buy a few groceries! So, yea, his book gave me ALL the feels… and he’s an incredible human so please please read this one!
While this is a coming of age story, there is more than dysfunction, more than lost love, and much more than the promise of layers of abuse. Instead, his journey as a queer teen immerses you with the emotional highs and lows of abandonment and finding himself.
His prose fills the pages with visual and emotional pulls that had me clinging onto his every word. I literally couldn’t stop reading this one. I was simply intoxicated with his story, withstanding the emotional whiplash of his adventures.
Another interesting aspect about this story is that it highlights the harrowing aspects of such a glorified yet troubling time in American history. As a millennial, I notice my generation romanticizing the drug filled wanderers of the 70’s. Yet, when reading Rush’s memoir, I question how liberating this era really was. Was this liberation or, was it ambivalent parents and lost kids?
Regardless, after meeting Rush (on the day I finished reading coincidentally), I found him to be one of the kindest people I have met in a long time. He took the time to chat even though I bombarded him when he was simply trying to buy a few groceries! So, yea, his book gave me ALL the feels… and he’s an incredible human so please please read this one!