A Wolf at the Table: A Memoir of My Father. Augusten Burroughs, Author. St. Martin’s $ (p) ISBN A Wolf at the Table is a memoir by Augusten Burroughs that recounts his turbulent childhood relationship with his father. In the summer of , Burroughs . Memoir about the bestselling autobiographer’s father manages flashes of insight but turns into yet another baroque chronicle of Burroughs’s.

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It was chronological for the most part, which made sense, but it wasn’t rigid. Only afterwards, in a short interview on the final CD did I learn that Augusten’s vision for the audiobook version was exactly as I described above, ‘performance art’.

Augusten, trapped in ajgusten car with his father who is picking up speed and deliberately heading straight for a telephone pole. Probably, though, homophobia its self is too simple.

All in all it’s a well-written book that’s simply tough to read at times.


Feb 25, Sandra rated it really liked it Shelves: While watching a father turn away from his son isn’t easy and Augusten’s brutally honest longing for affection painful, somehow I’m not left horrified, but rather a richer person for having listened to this master storyteller. The brutal, terrifying and decidedly unfunny book instantly generated a storm of publicity and controversy.

Part of me wanted to tell him to get over it. Burroughs hated his father while growing up and this book is full of invective and hatred that for me are very unfortunate because his father is dead and cannot defend himself anymore. A Wolf starts with a melodramatic tone, and then Burroughs jumps into his memories of being this book is terrifying. I suppose if I were a character mentioned by him and fel Augusten Burroughs is one of my favorite contemporary authors, and it has always puzzled me a bit regarding the debate as to whether or not the events in “Running With Scissors,” and now “A Wolf at the Table,” are ultimately word for word truth.

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And this is how these events felt to me. In short, a harrowing and haunting memoir about the darkness in people’s hearts.

Maybe God was simply that part of yourself that was always there and always strong, even when you were not. Dark wings of Satan flapping all around that gingivitis cavern of gloom. Told with scorching honesty and penetrating insight, it is a story for anyone who has ever longed for unconditional love from a parent. In the beginning, he tried to use a childlike voice to reflect the age he was writing about, but it just didn’t work for me. I thought those memories really added to the story and the book would have lacked something without them.

Want to Read Currently Reading Read. I mean, if you’re going to be a dramatic jerk – at least make it worth my while.

Burroughs also gives a page or so of explanation about why he chose to live and not kill himself.

Overall, I think this is just a clear case of a mismatch: If that’s the case, I hope it helped. However, this part of the book lasts only a short while, and then it gets really good.

Since then, I have been reluctant to read his other books, but something moved me the other day and I picked this one up.

This reads, though as a memoir really a war story as also a cautionary tale, especially in our modern day come-as-you-are society.

Mar 10, Carmen rated it liked it Recommends it for: I mean, who wants to bounce a curly-headed little angel up and down on one’s arthritic, swollen knee. He is that wolf at the table.

A Wolf at the Table

His bedroom door was no protection for his dad’s fist; which was never used against anyone but was implied over and over. Reading it as fiction, you’d want to slap him, really.

Perhaps Burroughs writing this book was cathartic and part of his healing process. Capote would say the same were he still with us. The sibling relationship is touched upon, but it appears that Augusten has little understanding of who his brother is or why it is okay to leave his brother with their father.

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While Burroughs’ earlier memoir revealed what a uniquely torturous childhood he’d had, it also presented it in a very John Irving kind of way – horrible, yet camp and darkly fabulous.


And in that manner, Burroughs essentially gets to have his cake and eat it too; he gets to say outrageously offensive things about all the real people around him at that time in his life, absurdly unprovable things that rely as much on magical realism as I’m not yet capable of advanced thought or human speech.

It’s what Aolf had expected. Coming home from a week away with mom to find his beloved guinea pig dead in a cage full of filth – neglected by his father.

Shouldn’t Burroughs just “grow up and get over it already? Burroughs reveals what he thinks he remembers, and is pretty good at reporting his actual feelings at the time, and then providing some hindsight. Accordingly, I plan to read Dry – his memoir about his struggles with alcohol, and probably reread Running with Scissors with this more informed background.

Yet, it is powerfully written and evocative. I knew that God existed as the Correct Answer inside my chest. For a child, the daddy that doesn’t pay you attention and simmers with rage in his rocking chair can indeed be frightening.

A Wolf at the Table by Augusten Burroughs

With subtle and limited sound effects, and with four original songs that are in and of themselves moving, he most certainly achieves a new level thee this medium. Every time he called his father ‘dead’ instead of ‘dad’, I cringed.

Maybe, I thought, I don’t need a father to be happy. Finally, I liked the ending. A Wolf at The Table is what it is – a simple memoir of a son who spends a lifetime searching for the love of his fa Some of the “Average Joe” negative reviews of A Wolf at the Table that I’ve read online tabe that author Augusten Burroughs’ “didn’t really know what it was like to be abused” or that Burroughs’ mental anguish in the hands of his father’s quasi-psychotic unpredictability “was boring, same day in day out” or that “it wasn’t funny.

A Wolf at the Table by Augusten Burroughs.

What are these fleshy jail-cell walls that hold me in so tightly?