It’s so striking that there are times when you simply have to set it aside, to reflect. It’s no wonder that it is a polished document.īut that sense of purpose does not detract from the raw intimacy of the story. And that’s as it should be her mother, Midge, was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s in 1996, and the author kept notes and records for the duration of her illness, so this book has been in progress for many years. As a memoir, Tangles has the potential to reach a wide audience and I hope that its format - I’d call it a graphic novel, but it’s not a novel - results in even more readers discovering this slim volume.Įven when Sarah Leavitt is drawing the curls that erupt from her head, the reader has the sense of every stroke, every tightly drawn curve, being deliberate and exact.
And these days, increasingly large numbers of readers will also relate to the experience of losing a loved one to dementia. Everybody can relate to the struggle to make a course smooth once more. It’s not just a problem for the curly-headed folks: even with straight hair, there are tangles, knots, and snarls. Sarah Leavitt’s Tangles: A Story about Alzheimer’s, My Mother and Me
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