Mrs. Brautigan's father was a renowned writer, and throughout the book, famous individuals flit in and out, behaving just like real people. Her father divided his time between San Francisco and a ranch outside of Bozeman, and Ianthe followed suit.
Pictures of her and her father are interspersed throughout the book, adding a personal touch. By page 100, I felt that the suicide and her relationship with her father had been thoroughly and interestingly covered. I was almost ready to move on until I remembered the mini-mystery within the book. We know from the book jacket that Mr. Brautigan cut off all ties with his family in his early twenties, but the reason remains a mystery. The cut was so final that for years, Mrs. Brautigan knew nothing about her grandmother, not even her name or where she lived. I continued reading, eager to uncover the why. I suppose I never really got any closure on that point, something I only realized now as I'm typing this.
In terms of learning from how this memoir is structured, I really appreciated how some of her chapters are very long, while others are just one line. Her chapter titles are superb, and I usually tend to skip over them. She also deftly weaves in snippets of her father's writing where appropriate. Additionally, I found the length of the book, 209 pages, to be informative. Each book takes the time it needs to tell its story, but I find good examples of different lengths worth noting. Finally, I loved how she included intergenerational information. We not only hear about her fears for her father but also her fears for herself and her daughter.
There were a few instances where she repeated something she had already shared, which I found a bit annoying. And one quote had a typo in it... strange that I noticed that.
This is a book that is definitely worth reading. It's well-written, fast-paced, and provides a fascinating glimpse not only into the past but also into the pain of living with someone who is both mentally ill and a genius.
ps I also noted that Ianthe worked at Chico Hot Springs in the late 70's, around the same time my parents drove across the US and considered buying the hot springs. I wonder if I already crossed paths with her. How funny.