Book : Leaving Before The Rains Come - Fuller, Alexandra

-Titulo Original : Leaving Before The Rains Come

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Penguin Books

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NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLERLooking to rebuild after a painful divorce, Alexandra Fuller turns to her African past for clues to living a life fully and without fear A child of the Rhodesian wars and of two deeply complicated parents, Alexandra Fuller is no stranger to pain. But the disintegration of Fuller’s own marriage leaves her shattered. Looking to pick up the pieces of her life, she confronts tough questions about her past, about the American man she married, and about the family she left behind in Africa. Fuller soon realizes that what is missing from her life is something that was always there: the brash and uncompromising ways of her father. “Tim Fuller of No Fixed Abode”-familiar to readers from Alexandra Fuller’s New York Times-bestselling memoir Don’t Let’s Go to the Dogs Tonight-was a man who regretted nothing and wanted less, even after fighting harder and losing more than most men could bear. Leaving Before the Rains Come showcases Fuller at the peak of her abilities, threading panoramic vistas with her deepest revelations as a fully grown woman and mother. Fuller reveals how-after spending a lifetime fearfully waiting for someone to show up and save her-she discovered that, in the end, we all simply have to save ourselves. An unforgettable book, Leaving Before the Rains Come is a story of sorrow grounded in the tragic grandeur and rueful joy only to be found in Fuller’s Africa. “One of the gutsiest memoirs Ive ever read. And the writing-oh my god the writing.” -Entertainment WeeklyAlexandra Fuller is the author of several memoirs: Travel Light, Move Fast, Leaving Before the Rains Come, Cocktail Hour Under the Tree of Forgetfulness, and Dont Lets Go to the Dogs Tonight Review Praise for LEAVING BEFORE THE RAINS COMEMichiko Kakutani, New York Times: “Ms. Fuller writes with ferocity and precision, and she turns the story of her marriage and its disintegration into a resonant parable about a couple’s mismatched views of the world.” Entertainment Weekly (Grade: A): Ive loved Alexandra Fullers other books, particularly Dont Lets Go to the Dogs Tonight, a rich, marvelous memoir brimming with details of her romantic Rhodesian upbringing, and Cocktail Hour Under the Tree of Forgetfulness, which traced her mothers history. But Leaving Before the Rains Come, the story of her crumbling marriage, is even better than those two books, one of the gutsiest memoirs Ive ever read. And the writing-oh my God, the writing. Its more than a little daunting to review a book so gorgeously wrought that you stop, time and again, just to marvel at the language.People Magazine: “After writing unforgettable memoirs about her charmingly eccentric African upbringing, Fuller chronicles the doomed marriage that turned her into a quasi-American. This gorgeously written march toward divorce is a doozy; She sought a tame, stable life and then fought it off like a caged (and crazed) lioness.” New York Times Book Review: “Fuller is far from depleted: This book perhaps marks the beginning of her journey toward an unassailable possession of mind, and toward a new kind of freedom.” Seattle PI: “The rawness and beauty of Africa, a country most only come close to in the news, comes to life in the pages of Fullers words.” Washington Post: “Fuller unravels her feelings in an exquisite meditation on what it means to be alone - on the courage it can inspire, as well as the sometimes undeniable sense of sorrow. Here the fear arises again, but this time she takes it in her hand and smartly wraps it in nothing - no pretty paper, no apologies.” Dallas Morning News: “Often wildly funny, Leaving Before the Rains Come tells the bittersweet story of Bobo and Charlie’s marriage…She is a vivid storyteller, trained in the art by her colorful mother and laconic father…. [Fuller] excels at re-creating her African background and bringing her family back to life in an endlessly entertaining way.” Economist: “On t