![]() Even sepsis is small and puny in comparison to the trials, tribulations and complex trauma of Jude, the novel’s protagonist. What greeted me was a narrative so saturated with suffering that it made my own sickness seem insubstantial. I thought my “recovery period” would be the perfect time to finally pick up the 800-page tome everyone had been talking about: the acclaimed and supposedly “subversive” work of literature that, I had been assured by friends and critics alike, would make me weep. I was feeling raw, tender and embodied, and I had a lot of time on my hands. ![]() I’d spent two weeks on the urology ward, having multiple minor surgeries for a kidney issue that festered into sepsis. ![]() It was a year after Hanya Yanagihara’s Booker Prize-shortlisted novel had been published, and a few days after I had been discharged from hospital. I read A Little Life in the autumn of 2016. ![]()
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