
1/20/06
Beauty in Unexpected Places

This past fall I had the pleasure and the privilege of copyediting Ann Pai's My Other Body: A Memoir of Love, Fat, Life, and Death, which tells the story of Ann and her sister, Joyce. It is a simultaneously beautiful and wrenchingly sad memoir of their relationship and their struggles with food and family and love. Ann's complicated love for her sister shines through her lyric and insightful prose:
At twenty-two, Joyce is less my elder than before, our ages immaterial. I’ve slid toward her like a bead on an abacus: one gap closes, and one opens. We’re both in college now, survivors of a shared and finished journey, escaped from anyone’s continual knowledge of our whereabouts. But our distance is immense. We know some of the names but none of the voices of each other’s friends. Neither of us knows where the other goes at night, what movies she has watched, what books she reads. We attend different churches. We sit far apart in chapel. We have each begun to smuggle our old belongings from home, to devoid the bedroom of our individual memories.My inscribed copy arrived earlier this week and is as gorgeous in its design and production as in its story. Kudos and congratulations, Ann. Joyce would be proud.
Sometimes I see Joyce across the red clay campus. She hugs her books to the peanut shell of her torso and climbs the steps toward the elementary education classrooms. Or she kneels, troweling the hosta beds in her job with the landscape crew. Or alone, she carries her tray across the cafeteria. From her apartment a mile across campus, she sends me greeting cards. “Just saying hello,” they say.
My Other Body is available through Sunspot Press for $15.