Little, Brown and Company, 2017
Source: E-Galley, Library
Audience: Adults, Older Teens
When his mother passed away at the age of 78, Sherman Alexie responded the only way he knew how: he wrote. The result is this stunning memoir. Featuring 78 poems, 78 essays and intimate family photographs, Alexie shares raw, angry, funny, profane, tender memories of a childhood few can imagine--growing up dirt-poor on an Indian reservation, one of four children raised by alcoholic parents. Throughout, a portrait emerges of his mother as a beautiful, mercurial, abusive, intelligent, complicated woman. You Don't Have To Say You Love Me is a powerful account of a complicated relationship, an unflinching and unforgettable remembrance.
You Don’t Have to Say You Love Me was devastating and addictive. I couldn’t put it down. I kept thinking, “Oh, just one more chapter. One more page.” It was so beautifully constructed and I learned so much from it. I hope he wins so many awards from this book. Alexie poured all of his pain into this book and made something beautiful.
It doesn’t sound like he’ll have a chance to travel as much anymore, so I’m glad that I saw him in person when I had the chance. I even got my book signed by him. When I went up to the table, I was terrified that he would tease me like he teased so many other people in the audience. I was terribly quiet and I don’t remember what I said to him. My mom offered to take a picture of us, but I was too scared to ask. I’m glad she took the one below anyway. So glad that it’s my Google profile picture.
In spite of my shyness, I knew that he was awesome, especially when I saw some teens waiting for him to sign their tattered, old editions of The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian. Alexie has made a big difference through his writing, and I can’t wait for his next book.