Sylvia Plath

And so knowing my mum and knowing that she went through that was just so important for me, especially back then.

you know, where there weren't as many like known people with depression on a personal level or on a cultural level, you just didn't, No, and the people you did know tended to be the tragic stories, the suicides, Kurt Cobain or Sylvia Plath or, you know, whatever.

And so you didn't...

Or the addiction stories.

On New Year's Eve, she was suicidal and ended up at the ER again.

She was then admitted to McLean Hospital, the same place where Sylvia Plath, David Foster Wallace, John Nash, Selena Gomez, and many others have received psychiatric treatment.

After five days, Lindsay was discharged from McLean.

Patrick said she appeared to improve that month.

The year I spend searching for my grandmother, it changes me.

I start covertly slipping my mom's feminist books off the shelf, devouring Sylvia Plath's bell jar and the like.

I know that women in generations past rarely got to live their creative dreams.

But intellectually understanding that is one thing.

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excuse us.

I didn't know Sylvia Plath was in the building.

We gotta go, we gotta go.

We gotta know more female, you know.

So the work itself is semi-autobiographical in its nature, and this is what makes it sort of like autofiction in a way, something I've talked about plenty on this podcast prior, as what makes something a memoir versus a novel can be pretty confusing at times, and it's definitely a spectrum of When you're talking about autofiction, this clearly is a novel, but there is a lot of blurry territory that we get into.

I mean, I've talked about this with Hunter S. Thompson or Charles Bukowski's work, Million Little Pieces, James Fry, of course, Obvious in Hindsight by Bradley Tusk, The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath, The Things They Carried by Tim O'Brien, and you might even include Hemingway in there, or books I didn't feature but have talked about on this pod, like Brett Easton Ellis' The Shards, or Sea of Tranquility by Emily St. John Mandel, or even Knausgaard with My Struggle.

Basically, there's just a long history of blending an author's life into fiction or vice versa in various ways, amounts, and styles.

On the Road sits squarely in this literary tradition.

Do it okay.

It's like, how could anyone read Sylvia Plath and not go, hey, Syl, you good? Let's just turn

off the oven.

That should be funny.

Morgan's

next therapy session.

So what was the highlight of your week? Well, I laughed a lot at Sylvia Plath's death.

That was a good one.

is that my name and he loves her poem oh my god it's just like what's his name the guy from uh jennifer's body heather's body i'm

just getting all the names wrong And then when he's like, she reminds him of Sylvia Plath, like flooded.

Wow, Sylvia Plath.

This is the type of guy that wears a shirt that says this is what a feminist looks like.

Right? Yep.