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Running With Scissors: A Memoir

Running With Scissors: A Memoir
Manufacturer: St. Martin's Press
Category: EBooks

List Price: $17.95
Buy New: $7.99
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Avg. Customer Rating: 3.5 out of 5 stars 808 reviews
Sales Rank: 810

Format: Kindle Book
Media: Kindle Edition
Number Of Items: 1
Pages: 352

Dewey Decimal Number: 813.6
ASIN: B000FA5T1K

Publication Date: September 9, 2002
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Editorial Reviews:

Amazon.com
There is a passage early in Augusten Burroughs's harrowing and highly entertaining memoir, Running with Scissors, that speaks volumes about the author. While going to the garbage dump with his father, young Augusten spots a chipped, glass-top coffee table that he longs to bring home. "I knew I could hide the chip by fanning a display of magazines on the surface, like in a doctor's office," he writes, "And it certainly wouldn't be dirty after I polished it with Windex for three hours." There were certainly numerous chips in the childhood Burroughs describes: an alcoholic father, an unstable mother who gives him up for adoption to her therapist, and an adolescence spent as part of the therapist's eccentric extended family, gobbling prescription meds and fooling around with both an old electroshock machine and a pedophile who lives in a shed out back. But just as he dreamed of doing with that old table, Burroughs employs a vigorous program of decoration and fervent polishing to a life that many would have simply thrown in a landfill. Despite her abandonment, he never gives up on his increasingly unbalanced mother. And rather than despair about his lot, he glamorizes it: planning a "beauty empire" and performing an a capella version of "You Light Up My Life" at a local mental ward. Burroughs's perspective achieves a crucial balance for a memoir: emotional but not self-involved, observant but not clinical, funny but not deliberately comic. And it's ultimately a feel-good story: as he steers through a challenging childhood, there's always a sense that Burroughs's survivor mentality will guide him through and that the coffee table will be salvaged after all. --John Moe

Product Description
Almost everyone can claim a crazy childhood. But did you have a childhood with: An electroshock machine as your favorite toy? Parades through the neighborhood led by your adopted psychiatrist/father? The whole family sleeping on the front lawn for weeks on end? Scotch for breakfast at age 13? A faked suicide attempt to get excused from the sixth grade? A pedophile living in the backyard shed? A psychiatric patient locked in the upstairs bedroom? Christmas trees in May and turkey carcasses under the couch? Lithium, Valium, and Halcyon to eat like candy? Running With Scissors will shock, amaze and disturb you, and will never let you forget the story of an ordinary boy in anything-but-ordinary situation.


Customer Reviews:   Read 803 more reviews...

4 out of 5 stars Great Read   July 13, 2008
This is a great book, it's a faced paced book, an easy read that you become somewhat addicted to the plot and characters. He's a great writer and his comparisons and images are amazing.


1 out of 5 stars Disgusting!   July 4, 2008
 0 out of 2 found this review helpful

This book was absolutely disgusting and I don't believe even half of it actually happened.


3 out of 5 stars Nearly a masterpiece of white trash literature   June 27, 2008
This is a memoir (and a painfully sad one at that) of an boy ill-raised and neglected by a wildly irresponsible mother and psychologist-friend. Such brutal neglect is when a 33 year old pedophile molests him (a 13 year old boy then) on a regular basis and masks the relationship as "doing what lovers do". The mother and psychologist-friend see nothing wrong with the "relationship" and turn a blind eye. Another is when the psychologist-friend instructs his daughter to scoop out his feces from the toilet to let sunbake in the backyard. Although Burroughs presents this as a dysfunctional family at it's wierdness, there is obviously something more sinister going down, which Burroughs fails to see or present. On the upside, the author's wit and humor transcends his personal horror stories. There are moments in the first part of the book that are so shocking and funny, it's like nothing you've ever read before. Half way through the book the reader may find themselves tortured by a long yarn of people actiing dysfunctional. Rarely, if ever, does the book bother to go to any level deeper than freak story after freak story. Surely there are readers out there who would find the morbid humour in this book a masterpiece of the white trash literature. I certainly did, and after about 1/2 way through the book I decided I had enough fun.


3 out of 5 stars Late to the party (and I don't regret it)   June 24, 2008
 0 out of 1 found this review helpful

That anyone can read this book and think it is even in the least bit humorous, is beyond me.

I purchased this book because as an avid reader of classics, I enjoy dipping my toes back into what the populace at large is reading. And just as I found with 'The Kite Runner,' and 'Water for the Elephants,' my eyes were once again opened to a public that knows nothing of the written word, its use, its subtleties and its nuances. The reading public at large, if one can base an opinion of such on best sellers such as Running with Scissors, etc, have no idea what good literature is and will read anything that is placed before them.

That said, there are some redeeming qualities about the work in general. When an author can make me actually feel something, regardless of overall story, I consider their job halfway complete. Reading through some of the scenes a knot formed in the pit of my stomach, and at once I felt a terrible sorrow for the boy, and the situation that he was placed in. For example, in the scene describing his first "meeting" with Bookman I felt as though I needed to shower when it was over because I felt as dirty as the author. That's good writing! And throughout the work, there are several scenes in which the emotion was not only being read, but felt.

Overall, I wouldn't say that I enjoyed the book - it was far too disturbing for that. But I will say that the book was entertaining and insightful in that it further strengthened my belief that behind every closed door and white painted picket fence, there are things going on that would sicken us if we were allowed a peek.

Running with Scissors is neither a work of genius nor a classic. It is a mildly entertaining peek into the lives of some very, very disturbed and troubled (and troubling) people.

Three Stars.



1 out of 5 stars David Sedaris writing Hotel New Hampshire??   June 18, 2008
I was looking for something "like David Sedaris writing The Hotel New Hampshire" (which was a review included on the back cover on my book). This book isn't it. Both David Sedaris and John Irving can spin a tell a tale that is both disturbing and terribly funny. And now I've spent some time thinking about why Running with Scissors falls far far short of the claim on the back cover. Sedaris and Irving offer characters that have redeeming qualities, no matter how horrible they might be, there is something in them that is quite human. Augusten Burroughs, instead, populates this memoir with paper cut-outs that you don't get to know, understand, relate to, or care about at all. They are not even charicatures. They are nothing but obscene. So there is nothing about the stories to make them funny because there is no humanity in them. The stories and people in them are flat, terrible attempts to perhaps please a voyeuristic audience.

I usually enjoy reading memoirs because I like to see how others have worked things out in their lives, how they understand the course of their lives, the choices they have made, and circumstances they can't control. This book definitely does not offer any of that.


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