First sentence: “Jackie Stone loved her father.”
Three pages in, and I can’t do it. I had to put down this book.
Life in a Fishbowl had the makings of an interesting book: a dad who auctioned his life on eBay to the highest bidder, a girl’s life being put on television for the world to see, and the girl’s determination to end this reality TV circus once and for all. (I heard its semi-satirical too.)
When I initially requested this book, I had no idea that in just a couple of months, my life would be upended. You see, my dad was diagnosed with stage IV Pancreatic Cancer in August and passed away two weeks after his diagnosis. So reading when Jackie Stone’s dad found out he had incurable brain tumor (in just the first couple of pages)? That hit me hard. I couldn’t help but think my dad, and the doctor visits trying to figure out what was causing his edema, the various tests at the hospital, the way he looked all vulnerable and unwell—the sickness in him and the tests taking a toll on his health, the moment when we got the life-changing diagnosis…I don’t want to think about the days leading to his passing because I burst into tears every time I do. Writing why I could not continue Life in a Fishbowl had me in near tears.
I know Life in a Fishbowl isn’t gonna be solely focused on the cancer aspect (I heard that it talks more about the entertainment we take in and the selling of it), but I can’t deal with flashbacks of my dad suffering and dying.
So yeah, a father suffering from incurable cancer, it hits too close to home. I’m not ready for that. Emotionally, mentally, and physically. And I don’t know if I’ll ever be ready for books with fathers dying from cancer in it.