Tanya Nicole Kach

(Reprinted from the Chicago Center for Literature and Photography [cclapcenter.com]. I am the original author of this essay, as well as the owner of CCLaP; it is not being reprinted illegally.)

Although I'm glad for the existence of books like Memoir of a Milk Carton Kid: The Tanya Nicole Kach Story, written with her participation by her former attorney, Lawrence Fisher, I feel the need to admit my biases right away -- that I find stories about girls who are kidnapped and sexually abused within suburban-home dungeons for years and years to be just so upsetting, most often I won't even pick such books up, and I have to confess that even here all I could manage to do was sort of skip around and give the manuscript a light scanning. I mean, I did definitely read enough to have an opinion, because I wanted to be able to say with authority that I found it competently written, which it absolutely is; but if like me you're one of those people who can't even have tabloid news shows running in the background of a room without succumbing to tears, this is not the book for you, but rather one for all you more steel-hearted Nancy Grace fans and the like. I'm glad that Kach was finally able to escape her situation, and without a doubt I recommend this title to fans of true-crime books and "To Catch a Predator" type shows; but in this case I unfortunately cannot give you too much more detailed a review than that, in that I was barely able to even read more than a few pages at a time without wincing and putting the book back down. It comes recommended but with that caution in mind.

Out of 10: 8.0… (plus d'informations)