Description A fearless writer confronts grief and transforms it into art, in a book of surprising beauty and love, "a masterpiece by a master" (Elizabeth Mc Cracken, Vanity Fair).
In the final reckoning, there is nothing she needs from Nikolai other than his company, his ghost; to carry him for a moment more, to keep the story going."--The New York Times "This expansive, heartfelt examination of grief in novel form moves through a series of conversations between the mourning mother and her elusive, yet vividly pr.
The mother does not require them.
As the title alerts us, this book takes place in a territory beyond reason, in all its connotations--beyond explanation or understanding. . . .
For Li, to apply her own language to suicide means to understand suicide as the most private of decisions, to address it without cheap sentiment or condemnation. . . .
Praise for Where Reasons End "Where Reasons End belongs to a band of books produced in the forge of intense pain; their authors, aristocrats of suffering -- think of The Year of Magical Thinking and Blue Nights, Joan Didion\'s memoirs of the deaths of her husband and daughter in close succession.
Written with originality, precision, and poise, Where Reasons End is suffused with intimacy, inescapable pain, and fierce love.
Deeply moving, these conversations portray the love and complexity of a relationship.
Composed in the months after she lost a child to suicide, Where Reasons End trespasses into the space between life and death as mother and child talk, free from old images and narratives. "Li has converted the messy and devastating stuff of life into a remarkable work of art."--The Wall Street Journal The narrator of Where Reasons End writes, "I had but one delusion, which I held on to with all my willpower: We once gave Nikolai a life of flesh and blood; and I\'m doing it over again, this time by words." Yiyun Li meets life\'s deepest sorrows as she imagines a conversation between a mother and child in a timeless world.
Description A fearless writer confronts grief and transforms it into art, in a book of surprising beauty and love, "a masterpiece by a master" (Elizabeth Mc Cracken, Vanity Fair)
