MY GOOD BRIGHT WOLF

A novelist’s memoir about the relationships and memories that informed her later compulsions.

Moss remembers her mother and father as the “gods and monsters” who dominated her girlhood and taught her that “care and attention [were] scarce resources.” Yet as she tells the stories of growing up in Scotland and northwestern England, she also contests those memories with dueling voices: that of the storyteller she would become and that of the self-critical, self-loathing skeptic who often chided herself for an otherwise comfortable, privileged life. As a teen, Moss took refuge in novels by authors like Charlotte Brontë and Sylvia Plath, feminist-inflected analyses of which she interweaves into a narrative of a youth spent becoming the “clever girl” who consumed books while struggling with an eating disorder. A university scholarship eventually took her away from a fraught home life. Success as a scholar and writer followed, yet she remained haunted by her past and, in particular, the “northern Protestant work ethic fused with second-wave feminism” exemplified by the Ph.D. mother who “fum[ed]” in suburbia. Yet in the shadows of outward good fortune, the author’s body shame continued to lurk, driving her to control her physicality with punishing diets and exercise regimens that forced hospitalization and psychiatric intervention. Though at times disturbing in the self-flagellation and personal fragmentation it depicts, Moss’ book also presents a compelling portrait of a sensitive, deeply intelligent woman struggling to reconcile a difficult emotional past with the misogyny that tainted the social and intellectual environments she inhabited.

Rich, complex reading.