Yet, ultimately, “An Exact Replica of a Figment of My Imagination” is sad, at times even tear-inducing, since McCracken offers an unstinting. I was sitting at a table, having signed three books, one for a cheerful old lady who ‘d called my short stories pointless during the Q & A. Al’s wife. Review: An Exact Replica of a Figment of My Imagination by Elizabeth McCrackenA mother’s tender remembrance of her stillborn baby moves.

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Her second pregnancy overlays the first month-by-month, and even though we know it ends happily, that knowledge doesn’t do much to ease the tension, just as being forewarned of Pudding’s fate doesn’t stop us from hoping against hope that his tale might yet end differently.

I related to so many things that she said, felt, and did.

An Exact Replica of a Figment of My Imagination by Elizabeth McCracken

A thin, beautiful, sad – but defiant – book about esact loss of a baby. Which brings me to this: It embraces the the reality of the here and now instead of trying to find easy solutions, gloss over the ugly parts, or build up the spiritual unknown.

Oct 15, Shonell Bacon rated it it was amazing Recommends it for: First Patchett lost her beloved rsplica Lucy Grealy, whom she wrote about so beautifully in Truth and Beauty.

Lists with This Book. And if you have ever experienced loss or love someone who has, the company of this remarkable book will help you go on.


An Exact Replica of a Figment of My Imagination

Nevertheless, while I found the short story to be deeply personal, I concluded that, in essence, it exsct a self-indulgent eulogy and catharsis. This book is so honest What Elizabeth McCracken does so wonderfully in her memoir “An Exact Replica of a Figment o It’s easy to write a book about a baby’s death; the minute we hear or read “a baby’s death,” the subject matter alone will evoke the stock emotions we know that come from something so traumatic – heartache, despair, tears, senselessness, depression How do you mourn that AND continue to go forward into a future you no longer trust.

In her late imaginatlon the prize-winning American novelist had gladly described herself as a spinster, content to imaginxtion the role z oddball auntie to other people’s children.

It is moving and sad and beautiful, and I fear that any attempt to describe it here will sound at best morbid and at worst like a Lifetime movie. He is part of my family and this is the way I chose to honor and remember him. Klemm rated it it was amazing.

McCracken and her husband do recover. I think it is a love letter to other young women going sn what she has gone through. Mar 09, Jillene rated it did not like it.

But somehow Elizabeth McCracken is able to do this. As McCracken cautions early on: Therefore, while my review may be useful for mothers who have lost babies, it ny not be so for other readers. I wish I could give half stars on Replicx easily give four-and-a-half. I a I am not a curmudgeon. It’s a happy life–” McCracken writes about the friend who took three months to offer her condolences with a lame excuse for herself–and whose words of grief were correspondingly wooden and cliche.


Mine probably will as well. As much tim I recently had a son who was stillborn and I read this book on the recommendation of others. It’s beautiful, and incredibly sad, and what happened to Elizabeth and Edward is terrible.

I’m glad I did, as once I was past that hurt, I could see Figmdnt had written a clear-eyed memoir, used her beautiful talent with words to paint a picture of her loss on her terms. I found it so much more comforting tigment anything about angels or going towards the light.

I think it could be my “card” too and I wish everyone I know would read it. She wasn’t going to pretend that he hadn’t, no matter how the mention of him made people shift and look away. So much of what McCracken says in this book fills my heart with hope and beauty.

I, too, have delivered a stillborn son. She has gained admission into a terrible club, that of parents who remember their stillborn children. Very intere Hard to take the story of a still born child and make it anything but a devestating read.