A Wolf at the Table: A Memoir of My Father. Augusten Burroughs, Author. St. Martin’s $ (p) ISBN A Wolf at the Table is a memoir by Augusten Burroughs that recounts his turbulent childhood relationship with his father. In the summer of , Burroughs . Memoir about the bestselling autobiographer’s father manages flashes of insight but turns into yet another baroque chronicle of Burroughs’s.

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It turns out, this book is a bit different of a style. On a side note, if this isn’t a fine case for why divorce is a must for some people then I don’t know what is. I found it more distracting and awkward than authentic.

To me, Burroughs here exposes the terror, the powerlessness, the confusion of being the victim of an abuser against whom one can not have agency, can not escape, burroughs not rationalize. It goes without saying that I think abuse of children in any form is horrid; that includes anything Burroughs’ father may have done; whether it was making him feel unwanted or scaring him.

I guess it’s just frustrating as a reader to see this guy putting himself back in the range of fire over and over again. And I don’t believe he was ever subconsciously mispronouncing “dad” as “dead”. He could choose to describe anything from the texture of tree bark to a day at school or a bizarre favorite childhood food. His speech is very deliberate and slow; at first annoying, I think I can aubusten into this well.


Retrieved on 21 May I am not sure if what Burroughs claims to have happened were all true but why wash your dirty linens in public? Probably, though, homophobia its self is too simple. Maybe Daddy didn’t want to subject such a bouncing, bubbly, charming little tyke, such as Burroughs to a mouthful of blackening stumps. Thanks for telling us about the problem.

I honestly have no idea how he survived and became successful. I thought something might be wrong with my father, wrong in the worst possible way. This article about a non-fiction book on lesbian, gay, bisexual, or transgender topics is a stub. Reading this book as the wopf it is intended to be, however, it’s just sad.


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This is the second memoir I’ve listened to on audio this year. A tough review to write, a tough book to read. In the beginning, he tried to use a childlike aufusten to reflect the age he was writing about, but it just didn’t work for me. The works of Augusten Burroughs. Augusten Burroughs tells a dark and twisted recollection of his childhood Burroughs lived with his father until he was about 12 years old and his parents divorced. It’s very frightening, and Burroughs as ever is compulsively readable.

This book is less about his father’s neurosis’ and a lot more about his own. Strangely, Augusten does have an older brother, who remains with his father in the times when Augusten and his mother escape. May 23, Spider the Doof Warrior rated it really liked it. When this faith in God is shattered by his father – an atheist philosopher and former preacher burrlughs Augusten turns into a more dangerous individual. Absent is the wry humor of Running with Scissors and the absurd poignancy of Burroughs’s years living with his mother’s Svengali-like psychiatrist.

Augusten Burroughs on addiction, writing, his family and his new book. It compelled me from the start. This page was last edited on 21 Februaryat Reviews of the book hailed it as hilarious, and given that it was supposedly true, I found the whole thing profoundly sad.

Augusten crouched in the dark hallway, listening in horror as his dad rapes his mom. There are more, but I don’t want to risk spoiling anything. Bhrroughs book is rather poetic.

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This is the third Burroughs memoir I have burriughs. But, this is part of what makes this precisely a re-telling, a re-living, a re-memberance.

Listening to Augusten read is a little like watching a performance art piece. In this post-Frey Scandal world, it seems anyone who writes memoir has suddenly become suspect and frankly, I resent it.

Because let’s make no fable — when the snotty pop-culture historians of the future think back to these days, and specifically the whole New Age middle-class suburban Oprah Hillary tble Takes A Village” politically-correct pink-ribbon crowd, they will think of Augusten Burroughs.


The thing about dysfunction is it can be passed down from one generation to the next, but tabl can say, wait a minute, what I been through was screwed up and Vurroughs won’t let my children go through it.

A Wolf at the Table is Augusten’s bestselling hardcover to date. Apr 17, Cat rated it it was ok. It’s a sad statement, I guess, to think that to stand out in the memoir market, one has to be very specific about the most horrific abuse in order to get noticed, so one that is somewhat vague, as this one is, gets “tut tuts” from reviewers who find it sort of “thin”.

It is compelling, utterly moving, and miraculous. An Inquiry Into Valuesthough there is nothing charming about Father Robison as opposed to the roguish abstractly disconnected charisma of Phaedrus. What a sad little book.

In addition, Burroughs speaks regularly at colleges and universities on topics ranging from alcoholism and sexual abuse to the st of authoring one’s own life and humor as serious medicine. Want to Read Currently Reading Read. I have seen fathers who were genuine augksten true, flawed as are we all, but dedicated and loving and providing an example of what hte be and too frequently, but humbly, what not to be.

Burroughs dredges up the strength to survive, to get out and prove to himself and everyone else that he is not his father. I was raised by my step-father, a damn fine man then and now, as good a father as they come, and I have raised three wonderful sons.

The reason I do care comes down to his writing skill. That’s not entirely Burroughs’ fault, of course.