C.K. Flook

Grady Harp, Amazon Hall of Fame, Top 100 Reviewers, “…one of best treatises about abuse that is on the market.”

I did everything society said to be happy. I got the degrees: BA, a Montessori degree, and an MA. I married the 'right' men who could 'give me respect and boost my confidence.' First an attorney. Had one daughter. Eight years later, my second husband was a cardiologist from Virginia. The marriage lasted six months. I did things I thought might help society. I sent women to London for abortions  ...See more >

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"... the story's brutal emotional honesty is what keeps it moving."

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Hometown Rural Frederick County, MD

Favorite author most recent one: Jeannette Walls

Favorite book most recent: "The Glass Castle"

Day job writer/landlady

Favorite word Fuck

Unexpected skill or talent growing orchards

Passion in life truth and justice


ISBN: 978-1631355103

A childhood defined by physical and sexual abuse leads to a tumultuous adolescence in Flook’s self-described “true-life novel.”

Annalyn is the second child of her father’s second marriage. Her mother, once a maid, had married up into a well-off Southern family; as a parent, she’s cold, withholding, and physically abusive, obsessed with keeping up appearances in their conservative 1950s community. Annalyn’s 50-something father is distant and largely uninvolved in his children’s lives. As a result, she receives little affection from either parent. Initially, her grandmother’s home offers a welcome refuge from the cruelty at home, but then a slightly older female relative (herself a victim of sexual abuse) starts abusing Annalyn on her overnight visits. Annalyn’s overwhelming shame and confusion makes her unable to tell anyone about what’s really happening. Flook skillfully depicts the oppressive atmosphere; in one memorable scene, for example, Annalyn recalls playing alone in the barn’s grain bins, letting herself sink into the wheat and then fighting her way out. This recklessness foreshadows her later adolescent rebellions in which she sleeps around, steals cars, and drinks so much that she blacks out. Throughout, the author highlights the narrator’s struggle between her longing to be a “good” girl with her other “shameful” emotions: “I carried primal feelings: no confidence, no self-esteem, shame,” she remembers. The story has abuse at its center but its overarching tale of young women fighting to reconcile society’s expectations with other desires also resonates. It also helps that the author has an eye for detail; for example, the narrator recounts the clothes she wore (“a rosebud pink taffeta, with a matching pink grosgrain band around the strapless top”) and the cars people drove (“a red Alfa Romeo convertible”) with astonishing specificity, effectively drawing readers into the midcentury milieu. However, the story’s brutal emotional honesty is what keeps it moving.

A frank, sometimes-disturbing debut novel that highlights the darkness that can lurk within picture-perfect families.