Our Bookseller says:
“On OkayCupid, one of the questions it asks is ‘would you rather be weird or normal?’ and honestly, I’m afraid of anyone who answers ‘normal.’ Liana Finck captures this feeling better than any other writer/artist/creator I know. This is a memoir — nonfiction — but it’s unlike any other you’ll read. Passing for Human is told in parables and shadows, dreams and collective family memories. It’s surreal, yet painfully, joyfully relatable. By the end, you’ll want the art tattooed all over your body (…. or maybe that’s just me).” – Mason
Passing for Human is what Finck calls “a neurological coming-of-age story”—one in which, through childhood, human connection proved elusive, and her most enduring relationships were with plants and rocks and imaginary friends; in which her mother was an artist whose own creative life had been stifled by an unhappy marriage and a deeply sexist society that seemed expressly designed to snuff out creativity in women; in which her father was a doctor who also struggled, in secret, with the guilt of having passed his own form of otherness on to his daughter; and in which, as an adult, Finck finally finds her shadow again—and with it, her true self.