I was intrigued by the setting and the cast of characters immediately. Thank you for the book, and congratulations on the endeavor.Ī portion of my review from my blog, The Reader's Commute. I wanted to know what became of the children and the friendships/relationships.Ĭan the author please just start over and re-write the story as though it is happening RIGHT NOW? Could she SHOW us the terror, the fear, the addiction, and the helplessness instead of TELL us that she had those experiences and feelings? It really could be a great story to read. I wanted to know what happened! I wanted to know how the heart-wrenching situations turned out. It didn't cause me to launch it across the room at the fireplace.

I didn't rate Fisheye a 1 because I did finish the book, after all. BUT - the ingredients turned to mush in the production process. Undoubtedly, the story has the ingredients for a good memoir: drugs, sex, love, good-girl-gone-bad, family dysfunction, friendship, alcoholism, and parenting. The mountainous numbers of thoughtlessly passive words such as 'there is/are,' 'stuff,' 'things,' 'lots,' and 'was/were' made me cringe as a teacher, reader, and editor. If the author would have shown the world through her eyes instead of told the world what she saw through her eyes, she could have been a raging success. So, here's the thing: this book is a classic example of telling instead of showing. It's unfortunate, too, because I love memoirs and I appreciate the author's intent and dedication to her dream of becoming an author. I wish that I could say I loved it, but I didn't. $0.99 on Kindle.I read this book for an ARR. ‘Fisheye’ deftly illuminates the subject with heartfelt storytelling, humor, and a happy ending.

Now more than ever, recognizing and prevailing over toxic narcissism is essential.

It’s not until she loses everything in the Great Recession and experiences the solitude of homelessness that she’s able to put together the narcissism puzzle pieces that have handcuffed her life. Forced to make a ‘Sophie’s Choice’ decision, she emancipates herself from her adult family. As Trish’s life stumbles into adulthood, she unwittingly duplicates an eerily familiar adult family life, a same-sex family this time, and finds herself incarcerated by money once again. Her parents, and everyone else in the moneyed world they live in, are thoroughly absorbed with their own narcissistic fantasies, oblivious to Trish and her siblings lurching their way through adolescence and early adulthood on their own. The book starts by sharing details of author Trish Thorpe’s indulgent Hollywood childhood. This candid memoir shines an urgently-needed spotlight on the narcissist’s con-game habit of using human emotions as collateral.

Fisheye by Trish Thorpe