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Anaïs Nin - Ladders to Fire BOOK REVIEW

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Angel

I love that book! With a psychedelic passion *. *

Anton Andersson

Glad to see you post a bit more regularly. Hope everything is going well with the new life. KUTGW, you're the best out there.

pc

All your reviews are like sticks of dynamite...They come in small packages but incite passionate inquiry within your audience to search for and read the book being discussed. Thank you for such a powerful and poetic review! In my youth, I read some of Anaïs Nin’s diaries and found them intoxicating as well but not always in a good way. However, one thing she said “We look for the divine in others” has stayed with me for decades because these words have continued to grow in meaning for me as the years pass by. I preferred reading her diaries because by the very nature of this kind of writing it forced her to be more anchored to the earth. Her fictional writing though absolutely beautiful is much like a kaleidoscope of rapidly changing images and colors that I frankly feel is too much for me personally in long doses. Her writing is so unique because it tends not to have borders. Her words are like air in motion oblivious to confines or borders reminiscent of her incestuous relationship with her father. By what I gathered from her diaries is that she was deeply impacted emotionally and psychologically by her father’s abandonment. Later in her adult life her reaction to this betrayal was to seduce the “authority” figure represented by some men such as Otto Rank to eventually “conquer” her own father which must have been an attempt to heal or conquer some kind of psychic break. Although, I agree with you she certainly did elaborate her stories I think that she would’ve never done that with incest. I can’t help but think of Blanche from A Streetcar Named Desire who threw doilies over everything that seemed hard and ugly like a bare lightbulb. Nin did something similar with her beautiful creations of words. She threw them over the ugliness, abandonment and betrayal that she no doubt experienced in her life but hid from behind all the masks and mystery.