My Good Bright Wolf is a memoir. An unconventional memoir in that while there is an arc from childhood to adulthood, it's all told through a filter of Moss's relationship with food. With a baby brother (referred to as "Angel Boy") and parents she calls "the Owl" and "the Jumbly Girl" who pretty much let her do her own thing, she was teased for her appearance (clothes, hair) a little more ruthlessly than usual for young kids. As a teenager her food issues turn into anorexia, which she carries through to her adult years.

There's a lot of exercise, measuring, restricting, timing, calorie analysis. There are hospitals. Moss doesn't hold back, going deep into those experiences, and this unique focus tells us a lot about her. I feel like I really got to know her, more so than if her book had followed a more familiar structure.

I enjoyed Moss's Ghost Wall and her writing is as layered and visceral in this new offering.

My thanks to NetGalley and Farrar, Straus and Giroux for the digital ARC.

Sarah Moss is one of my all-time favorite authors. I have read the majority of her backlist and can confidently say that My Good Bright Wolf is a big deviation from her previous works. Moss utilizes a unique poetic voice in her memoir which is divided into short chapters. These chapters recap memories and reflections and are told in the second person, with regular interjections from an inner voice, which constantly scrutinizes Moss’ retelling of events. I honestly found these interjections quite draining as a reader. I can understand this additional voice is intended to offer criticism and accountability, but it adds a layer of discomfort onto an already difficult stories and hard topic (i.e. mental illness, disordered eating, etc.).

I think it was incredibly brave for Moss to be so vulnerable in her memoir, and I am extremely impressed by what she has overcome in order to be such a successful and loved author. I also found it interesting to draw parallels between the different characters in her previous novels and her family members who likely served as inspiration.

All in all, I walked into this memoir expecting something closer to Names for the Sea, and didn’t completely click with the writing style. However, I am sure many readers will find this book valuable and see pieces of themselves in Moss’ life.

Thank you to FSG and NetGalley for providing me with an ARC in exchange for my honest review.

I enjoyed the uniqueness of this book, the honest and vulnerability. It was unlike any book I've ever read and I appreciated her story, the layout and the metaphorical nature. It is evident the writer is gifted with words and expressing her emotions cleverly. I love the feminist undertones and the background on her childhood. Thank you so much Netgalley for the opportunity to read this ARC.

My Good Bright Wolf by Sarah Moss is a richly layered and haunting novel that examines the intersection of family, survival, and the wildness within. Set against the backdrop of a remote landscape, the story follows a family struggling with isolation and the untamed forces of nature, both external and internal. Moss’s prose is sharp and evocative, capturing the beauty and brutality of the natural world while delving into the emotional complexities of her characters. The novel explores themes of resilience and human fragility with a quiet, simmering tension that keeps the reader captivated. My Good Bright Wolf is a powerful and atmospheric read that lingers long after the last page is turned.

A fantastic memoir. I love the way she writes about everything, but especiallty the way she told her personal story. Writing about eating disorders can be so tricky to navigate and she did it beautifully.

Sarah Moss offers a memoir that feels both personal and universal, exploring the tangled relationship between food, body image, and the expectations placed on women. Growing up in the 1970s, Moss captures the pressures to conform—how society teaches girls to be ambitious yet small in every way.

What sets this memoir apart is her choice to write in the second person, which pulls you right into her experiences. It creates an almost palpable intimacy, allowing you to feel her struggles and the weight of those early messages about food and self-worth.

Moss doesn’t shy away from the darker moments, including her fraught relationship with her father, whom she refers to as the "owl." She deftly weaves in reflections on the literature that shaped her—works like *Jane Eyre* and stories of Laura Ingalls that both comforted and challenged her understanding of herself.

Her writing is rich with humor and heartbreak, making it a captivating read. This memoir is not just a recounting of a childhood; it’s a powerful meditation on resilience, identity, and the freedom that comes from telling your own story. Moss's voice is honest and compelling, making this an unforgettable book that lingers in your mind long after you’ve finished.

this was a spur of the moment netgalley request (thanks to roman clodia’s goodreads review) that i ended up being pleasantly surprised by! i haven’t read any other sarah moss books so i wasn’t sure what to expect. this is an unconventional memoir that plays with from, recounting moss’s struggle with anorexia and her fraught relationship with her parents, among other things.

moss acts as a bit of a time traveler here, examining the forces that shaped her parents and how that influenced their interactions with her. her parents’ own upbringings and society at the time caused them to repeat the neglect and uncaring behaviors that they themselves had faced. moss wonders if their rocky relationship is due to her not being the right child for them, which is a heartbreaking question to explore.

“You need a reverse ghost here, a present voice to haunt the past.”

another interesting question that brings the titular wolf to life - what would you say to your former-child self to protect them from future harm? moss arms the metaphorical wolf, inspired by a poem a friend shared with her, with advice for her younger self, wisdom that was hard won after the restriction of her childhood. she asks the wolf to go back to that young girl and reassure her that the struggles she faced with anorexia were not her fault, resulting in some really touching passages.

we also have the reoccurring concept of the unreliable narrator. an italicized voice questions moss’s memory and accuses her of making things up about her parents- what is the line between fact and fiction when you’re trying to recall traumatic events that happened to you 40 years ago? it was a really thought provoking way to explore the uncertainty moss feels as a novelist trying to write a memoir, due to her penchant for creating stories. i think it also allows her to accept that multiple things can be true at once, that there can be good experiences from her childhood, hidden amongst the bad ones.

examining little house on the prairie, little women, and jane eyre, among others, she utilizes literary criticism as a way to discuss privilege. throughout literary history, she shows how feminism has been used as a cover for racism, classism, and fatphobia. she also explores how her ability to choose sustainable consumption and to choose what kind of femininity she presents is a result of the privilege she has. i thought there was a lot of nuance in these sections of the book.

i think this was a really effective experimentation within the memoir genre. all of the elements she was working with really came together for me and kept me compelled. it’s a difficult read at times as she discusses her eating disorder and the hospitalization that was resulted from it in depth, so be mindful of that if you pick this one up. overall, though, it was unlike any other book i’ve read!

Devastating and powerful. A deeply personal and reflective memoir about food and disordered eating; femininity; literature. Moss weaves these different narratives together so seamlessly and paints a vivid picture of what it is like to live in a world that is so concerned about the way others look.
Choosing to write from the second-person narrative, I feel, is always such a risky move and it can be very hit or miss but Moss knocks it out of the park. Her second-person narrative invites readers in for a more visceral and intimate feel.

Can't get over how wonderful this book is.

Thank you Farrar, Straus, and Giroux and NetGalley for the digital copy in exchange for an honest review! Available 10/22/2024.

<i><blockquote>There is an art to the howl, to writing de profundis, in extremis. Art is not required to be tranquil.</i></blockquote>

If ever a line could sum up a book, it's this one above. Moss's memoir of a lifetime's struggles with body image and an extreme eating disorder is itself a howl of rage and a plea for... something - understanding, change, different interventions? - as well as a hand reaching out to all women who have or do suffer from all the emotions around eating and body image and generally being a woman taking up space in the world.

This is certainly art and definitely not tranquil - it's harrowing and painful reading, even while Moss' intelligent analysis of the issues and record of experience give this intellectual heft. This kind of split consciousness is woven into the text itself as the narrative voice is undercut by that critical inner consciousness that interrogates, mocks and dismisses the very story we're reading, using all those freighted terms so associated with femininity: lies, deception, nastiness, hysteria.

For me, there were two main axes along which this memoir treads: the difficult mother-daughter relationship between Moss and The Jumbly Girl; and Moss' anorexia. While the cutesy names for her parents ('Owl' her father, 'The Jumbly Girl' her mother) jarred consistently, the story of Moss' mother is itself fascinating: she was one of those women who was highly-educated at a time when that was still unusual who then found her doctorate was supposed to be put aside while she settled down into her predestined fate as wife and mother. So many of her questionable behaviours might be assigned to her own angry frustration but I still found it hard (as someone who also has a difficult mother, but that's another story) to accept the way she took out her rage on young Sarah, designating her 'fat', 'greedy' and 'out of control' when she was no more than 8 or 9. Given that this was Owl's own way of attempting to, at best, assert his dominance over his wayward wife, seeing this being passed down to their daughter is painful to witness.

The second strand is, of course, Moss' anorexia. Having read other books about women's struggles with eating, I'd still say this is probably the most harrowing and detailed, probably reflecting the acute intelligence of the writer who straddles that line of knowing the theory but is still unable to struggle out of the emotional and physical morass is which women's (and some men's) eating patterns and relationship with food is so deeply embedded. The accounts of Moss' iron control, of self-starvation to the point of organ failure and near death, of being on a psychiatric ward are both riveting and acutely distressing to read. With her academic hat on, Moss brings Foucault to bear on issues of medical surveillance and medical power structures, adding real weight to her account.

In so many ways this isn't just Moss' story but that, as she is acutely aware, of many women. The bounding structures of patriarchy, the tools of shame, the self-policing, even the accusations of hysteria and self-imposed sickness as if women's mental heath issues are not worthy of time and medical intervention, are all under scrutiny here. And by the end there is a tentative, provisional peace - but an awareness that the war may well not be completely settled.

I love Moss’s fiction but I had a hard time getting into this one - I don’t often read memoirs and picked this title by accident, thinking it was fiction when I saw their name. The writing is wonderful! Just not a genre I enjoy reading,

This is a memoir like no other…’about thinking and reading, eating and denying your body food, about privilege and scarcity, about the relationships that form us and the long tentacles of childhood.’

The author Sarah Moss is an inspiration to me. Her account of her 1970s childhood, so recognisable to me, and yet so very different, is one of the best memoirs I have ever read. Ever.

She writes of how the female body and mind are battlegrounds, and how she was brought up to believe clever girls like her could be ambitious, but women must stay small.
In every way.
Self control is paramount.
Until it becomes a medical emergency.

‘My Good Bright Wolf’ navigates contested memories of girlhood, the way our thoughts control us, and how writing gave Sarah freedom.

Beautifully written, moving and funny, this is a truly remarkable memoir.

There is just so much going on in the memoir! It is so much more than the story of a woman with an eating disorder. This book is told with so much detail and honesty, and it allows you to really feel the pain and emotion that Sarah suffers through. This story deals with women’s mental health, and how often it is disregarded in society as important, or even real. This is a must read!

Sarah Moss is a unique writer, and so it comes as no surprise that her memoir would also be unique. Told mostly in the second person, with unflinching honestly and generous detail, she remembers everything about growing up, giving an account of food disorders from the beginning wherein despite assurances from the school nurse that she is not overweight for her frame, she is constantly being reviled as too fat, food and other indulgences being held up as evil. There is also quite a bit of abuse from the "owl," which she calls her father, making this a study of life under a paternalistic system. I particularly liked the deep analyses of books that influenced her, mostly 19th century works such as Jane Eyre and the works of Laura Ingalls. This is the second author biography I've read recently, and find the way their novelistic style influences their memoirs.

My thanks to NetGalley and FSG for an eARC of this book (to be published October 22, 2024).
Ever since I read Moss' "Ghost Wall" a few years ago I have grabbed up her books as they have been published. She is so multifacted - a university prof, novelist, travel writer, and historian (including of food).
There is a lot going on here, and it did take me a bit to churn through the first third of the book. But then she starts writing about her battle with anorexia - both as a teen and as an adult. The truth of the disease as she presents it is brutal. That dichotomy between what she knows she needs to do (to stay alive, and to work), and what she does stands out on every page. I chugged along for a week on the first third of the book, and finished the other two thirds in 2 nights.
But she presents her anorexia as not just a personal issue, going further to tie it all in with white male hegemony, misogyny, racism and classism. Including reminding us how versions of feminism can be racists and classist as well.
She also rereads and reinterprets books from her childhood - Wilder, Ransom, C. Bronte. She knew there was something "off" even while reading them as a child, but as an adult is able to identify what that was. She provides further "lit crit" throughout the book, including the Wordsworths, Wollstonecraft and Woolf. I loved it!
I am sure that some will try to stick this into a niche of being a "feminist" or "woman's only" book, but it is so much more for all of us. Her life, the harsh detail of her anorexia, and her critical reading of literature, food and history are all well worth reading.
And I haven't even touched on her life as a child. One thing that really hit me, how all the young girls knew which daddies and uncles to stay away from! I wish she had not swept over her time in University, and establishing herself in the academia. Perhaps that is already in one of her other books.
I've yet to read any of her nonfiction, or her earlier fiction, but am looking forward to diving into those as well.
4.5 out of 5

I admire the writing of Sarah Moss so much, and it's a great privilege to read about Sarah in her own words. A lot of Sarah's work seems to contain acts of violence, psychological and literal, and it's possible to see where that comes from. I especially loved how Sarah continually argues against herself about how reliable her narration is. I alo felt how truthful she is about what it's truly like to be a woman. About how Sarah and her mother have responded to parenting and feminism in very different ways. It's really exceptionally good.

I liked the authors previous work. However, the second Person narration in this memoir simply did not work for me and made it, sadly, impossible to engage with it. I will try to revisit it at some later point to See if this might change as I enjoy the author's writing style othwewise. Would still recommend others to give it a try!

I loved this book and read it twice! Literally started again as soon as I finished it. I don't know Moss's other work but will now seek it out. I admired this book's scope and vivid writing. The handling of eating disorders and body dysmorphia was outstanding and truly demands our attention.

An insightful, intellectual memoir about, among other things, dealing with anorexia from girlhood through middle age. I loved the first section, in which the author views her childhood through the lens of what she was reading at the time, with thoughtful feminist analysis of classic books from Beatrix Potter and Laura Ingalls Wilder to Jane Eyre and The Bell Jar; I was gripped by the later sections that describe the author’s struggles with life-threatening anorectic episodes that she just can’t get the better of through her formidable intelligence and penchant for self-analysis. Something that really elevated this one for me was the author’s ability to engage throughout with her own whiteness and axes of privilege. It’s not a book about race but it’s a book that doesn’t ignore race, and I honor it for that. Also appreciated is the bibliography with sources for coping with disordered eating. Some books that deal with anorexia can be triggering, and this one might best be read with caution depending on your personal issues, but I found it beautifully honest and sadly brave in its willingness to stare down and embrace the wolf.

I love memoirs! Thanks to NetGalley for the ARC of this title by Sarah Moss. I wasn't familiar with Moss, but this story was fascinating. The writing is a bit more sophisticated than what I'm used to. Overall, I applaud Moss for her words and for sharing deeply personal accounts of her life.