Description

McCabe’s book is a thorough accounting of — not to mention a more-than-fair contemporary reassessment of — the books she took at face values as a child and which still exert an inordinate amount of influence over our culture at large. It’s also a funny, heartwarming account of dragging her moody, occasionally car-sick tween daughter Sophie through the minor literary museums of the sweltering Midwest and seeing her girlhood heroes through her daughter’s unflinching, Generation-Z eyes, for better or for worse.
-The Louisville Review