Yet, ultimately, “An Exact Replica of a Figment of My Imagination” is sad, at times even tear-inducing, since McCracken offers an unstinting. I was sitting at a table, having signed three books, one for a cheerful old lady who ‘d called my short stories pointless during the Q & A. Al’s wife. Review: An Exact Replica of a Figment of My Imagination by Elizabeth McCrackenA mother’s tender remembrance of her stillborn baby moves.

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A poignant matter of life and death

It’s guilt for what you are putting your family through: That said, I guess all books hit each person differently for different reasons.

It is also one of the happiest books I’ve ever read about losing a baby. Which probably explains another thing that surprised me about this book: So many things resonated with me: Want to Read Currently Reading Read. I also fel Even though Elizabeth’s McCracken’s loss is different from my own, I was comforted by her ability to articulate her grief.

This book has the ifgment bonus of being beautifully, impeccably, stark.

I only point this out for those who could be reading the book for similarly therapeutic purposes. Absolutely a great read. I can’t tell you everything that was true for me in this book because so much of it was. This is a must-read for anybody who has lost a baby or for anybody that wishes to better understand someone that has. She said she finally decided to read it when a co-worker laughed out loud while reading a book and when the reviewer asked about it, it turned out to be this one.

As much time with his replicaa as I could have, as many pictures as we could take, the plaster cast of his hand and foot. I understand that the author did not mean this to be a “self-help” book about rpelica with stillbirth, bu I’d like to say from the onset that this review is coloured by my own experience.

I always wish I had a way of telling people that was straightforward Can reviews for a book that begins at the end of the story have spoilers? I’ll share some passages that resonated with me: Death is a whole different matter for old people than it is for young people. It is a love letter to Edward McCracken’s husbanda card to the general public to explain the death of a child never truly disappearsand a story for McCracken’s living son, Gus.

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Sometimes I worry that I find material on mourning and grief and loss so compelling.

An Exact Replica of a Figment of My Imagination by Elizabeth McCracken

It’s not such a nebulous concept anymore. My grandmother asked my mother three times for my address to send some sort exadt hypothetical greeting card–“Sorry you got cancer?

It shows the speed of writing; the determined lack of revision; the raw newness of her feelings, not yet tempered so she can look at the nurse who said those horrible things well, one horrible thing, asking memorably if Elizabeth “wasn’t very careful about what she ate” after the baby has died with more empathy.

But three things hit me unexpectedly. McCracken is so grateful she bursts into tears. McCracken writes about the friend who took three months to offer her condolences with a lame excuse for herself–and whose words of grief were correspondingly wooden and cliche. I a I am not a curmudgeon. I cannot imagine chosing not to have pictures or to not hold him.

But it’s also shocking who does. What Elizabeth McCracken does so wonderfully in her memoir “An Exact Replica of a Figment of My Imagination” is unflinchingly real and will break your heart and make you hope all in one breath.

Books by Elizabeth McCracken.

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Goodreads helps you keep track of books you want to read. How do you deal with and recover from this kind of loss? How do you justify that in your mind?

Aug 08, Edan erplica it it was amazing. We devoured deli food, iced tea, and discussed the oddity of a romance between a librarian and child giant. I would have done the whole thing over again even knowing how it would end. This is one of the most heartbreaking, moving, and beautifully written memoirs I’ve ever read. There’s hope, and love and triumph among the many layers that comprise the death of her first child, a baby boy.

It’s shocking who doesn’t call.


An Exact Replica of a Figment of My Imagination by Elizabeth McCracken

It sat on my to-read list for about a year and I put iimagination reading it in large part because I became pregnant with my first child fo after adding it to my list. I will go further: She had to go through the agony of labor only to produce a tiny corpse. However, it is certainly a useful book in that it is a book to read if you have lost a child through miscarriage or stillbirth or infant death of any kind; if you have struggled with these questions and pains. Jan 04, King rated it it was amazing.

I wept, and wept, and wept, for little Pudding.

It has a sad subject matter it’s a memoirbut her treatment of it is so genius, that you are left uplifted and wiser as a result. I have several living children. It’s what paralyzes people around the grief-stricken, of course, the idea that there are right things to say and wrong things and it’s better to say nothing than something clumsy.

It is the epitome of how LIFE GOES ON and how we should never forget what we’ve lost imaignation embrace it, accept it, and take pockets of it for good memories to help us when the sadness and heartache invades.

But I don’t think anyone wants to have this kind of experience in order to be able to have this kind of gift. One of the two females commented “No one really understands. Patchett then mailed McCracken and her husband, the writer Jonathan Edward Carey Harvey, known as Edward, boxes of videos figmennt watch as they migrated from their temporary home in France back to the States.

McCracken knows her memoir is also a love letter, but she wonders if she is writing a love letter to Pudding the stillborn childto her husband Edward, or to her living children Gus, born only a mg later, and Matilda.