Still Alice

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Still Alice is a remarkable love story not only between a man and woman, but also between a mother and her children.

Dr. Alice Howland, a Harvard professor of psychology, develops early-onset Alzheimer’s disease while she is at the pinnacle of her career.  Slowly Alice watches her mind unravel and she loses lifelong connections with her colleagues, family, and friends.

This book is unique because Alice tells her own story from the perspective of an Alzheimer’s patient.

Lisa Genova, the author of Still Alice, holds a Ph.D. in neuroscience from Harvard University.  Her mastery of the science of Alzheimer’s provides a realistic picture of the disease and the rampage it leaves in its’ wake.  Lisa’s compassion shows us the inner turmoil caused by Alzheimer’s and the heartache of family as they watch Alice slowly fade like distant music blowing away on a breeze.  Lisa Genova writes her heart within the words of each page.

My heart broke as I read Still Alice – its’ pages were christened with my tears.  I now have a better understanding of the disease and a better understanding of my grandmother.  Still Alice is a story that must be told and a story we must hear.

Lisa Genova is not only a doctor of neuroscience and a novelist, but she’s an amazingly kind person.  Her own grandmother’s life was stripped naked by this harrowing disease.  She is a woman of great success and yet she took a moment to read my small tribute to my grandmother.

You won’t regret reading this book.

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16 thoughts on “Still Alice

  1. Megan

    First off…loved, loved, loved the tribute. Beautiful. You are so talented!

    Second–yes,everyone should read this book, if for no other reason than to become more sympathetic to the millions of families who are dealing with this disease. It was wonderfully heartbreaking.

    As for me, I read it for personal reasons. Alice not only has Alzheimer’s in the story, but early onset Alzheimer’s which is the only genetic form of the disease. My grandmother developed it in her early 50s (some people have died in their 30s). Now…we wait. We wait to see if my mother, my sisters, my daughters or I carry the dreaded genetic abnormality. I pray that we don’t.

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  2. Chrissy

    First of all, when did you start doing book reviews? Stealing my little ideas? It’s fine, I’m over it 🙂 However, no way I am ever reading this book. Thanks but NO THANKS. I read The Notebook. That book gave me a headache with it’s sadness. Covers the same topic. Granted, it’s from the husband’s viewpoint not the wife’s, but still beyond sad. I still won’t watch that movie even though so many people love it so much. I’m like, read the book and you won’t love it. Yeah, I believe you that this is a good book, an eye opener, all that stuff, but remember my list on Facebook? The world is sad, I use books to escape that. And, I already read my Alzheimer’s book for this lifetime.

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  3. robinaltman

    Wow. That sounds wonderful. I got neck chills reading your description. (Or maybe it’s just that my window is open.) I’m going to put it on my new Kindle if I ever get it. Silly Amazon.

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  4. David

    Thanks for the recommendation and for providing the Amazon link. I’m a big-time Amazon shopper and pretty sure I have my own parking space in case I ever want to visit. My copy is on its way. THANKS!

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  5. DJ

    It’s so good to catch up on your blog.
    Thanks for the many facets of fringegirl…from oven scorches to great books to gym laughter.
    I’ll be back.
    Love & Laughter,
    DJ

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  6. Janna Qualman

    It sounds like an amazing book. Thanks for the recommendation! And I’m really psyched the author read your own story!!

    PS. Keep me posted now that you have your Writer’s Market.

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  7. Debbie York

    Because my grandmother had the beginnings of the disease right before she left us, I have a fear of it. I could bear to lose my house, money, car, but not my memories. I will go and get this book to read. Hopefully, it will help me shake some of the fear. Thanks for sharing. And for what it’s worth, I don’t consider your post a small tribute. I consider it a love letter. Debbie

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