'The durability of love itself'My blurbs are in and they keep telling me new things about my book. Plus: the full dust-jacket reveal.
I’m reporting to you live from ten weeks until my pub date. My book now has a full cover. Not just the little thumbnail image you saw when you went to pre-order it online (right?) but the entire dust jacket—front, back, spine, and flaps. It’s inching closer to becoming a 3D object. The illustrated lady-faces on the cover are echoed on the spine and the back, and it’s kind of freaking me out how one of the faces looks so much like this illustration I found in my mom’s old sketchbook a long while back. I’ll have to dig it back out at some point. Across the back, there are all these amazing blurbs that somehow tell me more about this book that I wrote every time that I read them. I think that is one of the greatest gifts of blurbing. It’s not just the time and effort that goes into them, or their practical utility in helping to get book coverage and sales. It’s getting to see what you’ve written through other (very smart and talented) people’s eyes, which can mean seeing what you couldn’t quite see or being affirmed around what you were already aware that you were trying to do. And seeing these author names all laid out together really does feel like being cheered across the finish line by a feminist literary dream team. We are all out here trying to make art, tell the truth, and change the world. My silly little face is on the dust jacket, twice! I’m on the cover as a baby, along with my sister Kathy and our mom Deb. My headshot is on the back flap, too. I intended to get a real author photo, but instead it’s just a pic I took in my living room with my iPhone, and so the credit reads: “courtesy of the author.” My great courtesy to myself. In this long but also much too fast pub-day lead up, I find myself swinging between “chill the fuck out, let it flow” and “more, more, faster, faster.” Which pole I’m at is largely determined by whether or not I’ve just gotten word of some good or promising book-related news, and whether or not I’m actively reading my Zen and Taoism books. It’s a weird time: vibing out to crazy koans and underlining sentences like “I desert looking out at itself through my eyes, thinking itself in my mind,” but also speaking into a little fuzzy mic on TikTok and then refreshing for “likes” and “views” like they are my very oxygen. Thanks for being here for it all. Without further ado, I leave you with the full blurb roster. I am so grateful. “What a beautiful, immersive book. My Mother’s Daughter isn’t a mystery, but it reads a little like one, as Tracy Clark-Flory deftly peels back layer after layer of her own family’s story, laying bare much about this country’s history, as well as its relationship to sex, shame, women, race, and the durability of love itself. I cried!” —Rebecca Traister, New York Times bestselling author of Good and Mad “Tracy Clark-Flory has written a powerful, searching, and honest reckoning with the complicated inheritance mothers pass to daughters. Through investigating her own family’s very American story in all its pain and beauty, she interrogates the burdens of history while never losing sight of the individuals shaped by it. My Mother’s Daughter is clear-eyed, moving, and true.” —Irin Carmon, author of Unbearable and Notorious RBG “Tracy Clark-Flory connects the dots between her own life, the reader’s, and the larger culture, turning the family story of a pregnant girl caught by the social forces of her time—around gender, race, class—into the story of all women: who we are as daughters, how we carry the relationships to our mothers long after they are gone, and how we are shaped, generationally, by the limits on our personal, sexual, and reproductive freedom. My Mother’s Daughter is the kind of book you can’t wait to talk about with your friends.” —Peggy Orenstein, New York Times bestselling author of Girls & Sex “My Mother’s Daughter is a beautiful, complex narrative of how women have been held back and how we can change our futures. Reading this felt like sitting down with a dear friend, sorting through the sexual baggage we’ve been handed, and letting it go. This book is a myth-buster, a cycle-breaker, and it’s also a page turner. I was so fully immersed, I could not put it down.“ —Lyz Lenz, New York Times bestselling author of This American Ex-Wife “Moving, trenchant, and deeply humane, My Mother’s Daughter is the tour de force of a memoir you need to read this year. I laughed, I cried, and I was instantly pulled in by this beautiful story of family, gender, race, searching, and belonging.” —Kate Manne, author of Down Girl and Unshrinking “Vivid, brave, and full of grace, My Mother’s Daughter is a deft, inspired examination of the love and mysteries between moms and their children. Tracy writes with characteristic self-awareness and a steady hand, guiding readers across continents and decades as she discovers, wrestles with, and finds both grief and joy in a family history that is shockingly common yet rarely told. Her story is haunting and satisfying. It is delicate and sacred—and as solid as a rock. It is also full of humor and sweetness. I will tell every mother and daughter I know to read this luminous, resonant bell of a book.” —Savala Nolan, author of Good Woman “A searching, intimate, and powerful memoir about the bonds that shape us and the histories that hum beneath everyday life. My Mother’s Daughter moves with tenderness and moral clarity, asking how love, loss, and long-held secrets travel across generations. Tracy Clark-Flory has written a beautiful, haunting, and resonant book.” —Chelsea Bieker, bestselling author of Madwoman “A rich and deeply layered portrait of family and how we think about identity, memory, trauma, and love. This riveting story reveals how the past is never truly the past at all, but instead is constantly changing who we are with every uncovered truth and new conversation.” —Soraya Chemaly, author of All We Want Is Everything “A multidimensional and intimate analysis of gendered shame, My Mother’s Daughter deeply interrogates female sexual deviance across generational secrets and myths.” —Koa Beck, author of White Feminism “A tender, revelatory, and deeply moving look at how family is shaped in the shadows of patriarchal power. Tracy Clark-Flory probes her own history with curiosity and openness, expanding the possibilities of both grief and inheritance, even when they are touched by reproductive control. By unearthing her mother’s story, Clark-Flory steps into the light and creates something altogether new. Defiant, transformative, and incredibly timely, this book will forever change how you understand motherhood, love, and the power of sisterhood.” —Amanda Montei, author of Touched Out
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