A review by carokfulf
I Await the Devil's Coming by Mary MacLane

3.0

Wish I could have read this years ago---Mary, in all her desperate self-absorbtion, reminds me much of myself as a teenager. Her vision of time and place, as well as her unwillingness to succumb to the depression of isolation, drive her memoir past the shallowness of the confessional, and make this book worth reading. However, as someone who was rather like Mary, my irritation at her myopia threatened to overwhelm my enjoyment of her more beautiful thoughts.