Running with Scissors: A Memoir | 
| Author: Augusten Burroughs
Publisher: St. Martin's Paperbacks
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Pages: 352
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Dimensions (in): 6.6 x 4.2 x 1
ISBN: 0312938853
Dewey Decimal Number: 813.6
EAN: 9780312938857
ASIN: 0312938853
Publication Date: August 29, 2006
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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
RUNNING WITH SCISSORS is the true story of a boy whose mother (a poet with delusions of Anne Sexton) gave him away to be raised by her unorthodox psychiatrist who bore a striking resemblance to Santa Claus. So at the age of twelve, Burroughs found himself amidst Victorian squalor living with the doctor’s bizarre family, and befriending a pedophile who resided in the backyard shed. The story of an outlaw childhood where rules were unheard of, and the Christmas tree stayed up all year-round, where Valium was consumed like candy, and if things got dull, an electroshock therapy machine could provide entertainment. The funny, harrowing, and bestselling account of an ordinary boy’s survival under the most extraordinary circumstances…
Running with Scissors Acknowledgments
Gratitude doesn’t begin to describe it: Jennifer Enderlin, Christopher Schelling, John Murphy, Gregg Sullivan, Kim Cardascia, Michael Storrings, and everyone at St. Martin’s Press. Thank you: Lawrence David, Suzanne Finnamore, Robert Rodi, Bret Easton Ellis, Jon Pepoon, Lee Lodes, Jeff Soares, Kevin Weidenbacher, Lynda Pearson, Lona Walburn, Lori Greenburg, John DePretis, and Sheila Cobb. I would also like to express my appreciation to my mother and father for, no matter how inadvertently, giving me such a memorable childhood. Additionally, I would like to thank the real-life members of the family portrayed in this book for taking me into their home and accepting me as one of their own. I recognize that their memories of the events described in this book are different than my own. They are each fine, decent, and hard-working people. The book was not intended to hurt the family. Both my publisher and I regret any unintentional harm resulting from the publishing and marketing of Running with Scissors. Most of all, I would like to thank my brother for demonstrating, by example, the importance of being wholly unique.
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 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.
 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.
 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.
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.
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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