Maryann Kovalski

I don't think there is a memoirist out there (except for maybe St. Augustine) who reveals himself as unflinchingly as Mohr. The ride he takes the reader on is intimate and frequently harrowing but the revelation is so authentic, so unvarnished, so compassionate, you can't put it down. If there was one thing I was curious about was Josh's own curiosity about his self-suspecting bipolar disorder. It was mentioned twice. But perhaps that will be in the next memoir. I hope so, it's much needed and I think Mohr would give readers compassionate and unsentimental reportage. Having just this moment finished it, I feel a bit stunned and will soon re-read.