
"This is it. My rape. I knew it was coming. Every woman knows. And now here it is. My turn." When Joanna Connors was thirty years old on assignment for the Cleveland Plain Dealer to review a play at a college theater, she was held at knife point and raped by a stranger who had...

"A searing narrative that plumbs both emotional and political depths . . . Connors's forthright exploration of race and poverty enlarges her personal story...What's miraculous about this memoir is Connors's ability to identify, in clean, lucid prose, evidence of hope--and even...


