My Life with Corpses

by Wylene Dunbar

My Life with Corpses blends a sharply defined reality with a soaring leap of imagination in the story of an enigmatic narrator we know only as Oz, a Kansas girl raised by a family of dead people. Oz... This description may be from another edition of this product.

• Format: Hardcover
• Language: English
• ISBN: 0151010153
• ISBN13: 9780151010158
• Release Date: January 2004
• Publisher: Houghton Mifflin
• Length: 319 Pages
• Weight: 1.45 lbs.
• Dimensions: 1.1" x 6.0" x 9.4"

Customer Reviews

Forget That It Couldn't Happen and You'll Enjoy This Read

To say that "Oz" had a unique childhood would be a drastic understatement. The memories she carries with her are unlike any held in the hearts of other children. Why so different? Oz was raised by a family of corpses. Her mother and older sister were already dead when Oz was born, but her father was still somewhat alive. Having existed in a household of corpses, however, he was forgetting more and more how to live and one day he just crossed over into death. It happened with such subtlety that Oz isn't even certain when her father died. While some may think this lifestyle odd, Oz never gave it a thought. When a person is raised in a particular manner, and knows no other, it is impossible to think of it as being abnormal. At the request of a friend, the man who saved her from her life with corpses, Oz has written the account of her childhood. And now, she sits at his graveside, ten years after his death, and writes a further account as she awaits the exhumation of what some believe will be Mr. Stark`s empty coffin. This new memoir, of sorts, will take Oz's first tale and expand upon it to share the valuable lessons she has learned since she was "saved" from her family. She tells of realizing that there are more corpses in existence than even she could have imagined and she relates her struggles with falling into the trap of becoming a corpse herself. Rather than write of corpses as the gruesome entities that fiction fans are used to, Wylene Dunbar has brought them to a new level by instilling a philosophical aspect into their existence. My Life With Corpses is a provocative tome that, though requiring a sizeable suspension of belief, will have its readers picking between the lines to relate certain aspects to reality.

Whimsical, yet profound and thought-provoking

"You've heard the story of the boy who was raised by wolves," writes Wylene Dunbar in her second novel, MY LIFE WITH CORPSES. She plays off the idea of the feral child in intriguing and surprising ways: her protagonist and narrator, known only as Oz, is raised by corpses. Oz's parents and older sister have all died, yet they still reside on their Kansas farm and still commingle with the living, who can see them but can't see that they're deceased. They live, but without warmth or desires or any kind of distinctiveness. Oz is the only person who can see them for what they truly are --- the walking dead. Coming seven years after Dunbar's celebrated debut, MARGARET CAPE, MY LIFE WITH CORPSES begins with Oz declaring her intentions to tell her strange life story as honestly as possible: "What I write you now is not a fiction or even half-true but, instead, the whole of what I know, if long concealed." While this limited point of view can be a little bit disconcerting, especially early in the novel, the technique works only because Dunbar so quickly and effectively establishes Oz as a dynamic, unpredictable, and tough-minded character, our Virgil through the land of the dead. Oz's life with corpses has surprising consequences. For instance, since the dead cannot feel, Oz grows up more or less without emotions: "My mother taught me how to live without feeling," she writes, neither lamenting nor whining. "More than stoicism or the courageous bearing of plain, I was taught not to feel at all." Also, Oz's family raises her as a boy, so it's a shock both to her and to the reader when she later realizes that she is in fact a girl. However, given Dunbar's wild imagining of the differences between life and death, it's no surprise that Oz becomes a philosophy professor, finally settling into a decidedly abnormal life in Oxford, Mississippi. Here she sees corpses all over campus, in her students (one of whom has decomposed so much that she is little more than a skeleton) and in her colleagues. These corpses, however, are not metaphorically dead, nor are they zombies or ghosts. Their deathliness is somewhere between literal and figurative, between real and unreal, and Dunbar has a lot of fun developing her own personal mythology of death. She is intrigued by the logistics of it, the philosophy of death as well as the science. For her death seems to exist as a condition as much of the soul as of the body. The corpses that stumble through the novel seem to have lost their life-fires and so only maintain the appearance of the fully human. Inside, however, they are cold. MY LIFE WITH CORPSES is most interesting when it takes its title as its mission and describes the lives the dead lead. Corpses don't have to eat, yet they must do so regularly for practical purposes: "their ethereal nature gives them a tendency to float above the earth unless they are weighted down." Also, they don't like to touch, but experience intimacy through sheer proximity. As Oz o

An Allegorical Amusement Park Ride Through The Haunted House

Do not be put off by the title. "My Life With Corpses" is an allegorical amusement park ride through the haunted house. We are all Dorothy, transported to a magical and mystical world, by the narrator, "Oz". Just like Dorothy, we will learn about ourselves, our relationships with others, and what is truly important. The book is cleverly written, thought provoking and potentially life altering.

I loved "CORPSES"

I really loved this book. "Corpses" is one of those rare books that change your life forever. There is the way you see the world before and the way you see it after. The "after" is a whole lot more interesting and a lot bigger than the "before." I am still having the book pop in my mind every day to alter the way I view something that happens or something that I see. I don't think that is going to stop any time soon. Dunbar's first book had this same quality.The book is truly unique and difficult to describe well without ruining the story and the surprises. Paul Auster readers will love it, same for people who like Jonathan Safran Foer (who praised the book highly) and, I would say, Gabriel Garcia Marquez. Men and women will both like the book, although maybe for different reasons. If you like a different way of thinking, dry humor, letting your imagination run-any of these-then there is no question that you have to read this book.I'm writing this because I noted in the "official" reviews that the book has given some critics fits. Some thought it's great, some were confused and some outright mad! I do want to say that anyone who thinks this incredibly brainy book is "rote, etc," wasn't up to the reading. There is no disputing the great writing style-Dunbar's first novel won a prize-but the content may elude those who are afraid to think or are already "dead" themselves. With this book, you can't categorize or summarize neatly. The reader has to either match Dunbar's brainpower or trust it to take them along for the ride. Most will have to trust and just enjoy. The book has so many levels and topics woven in-a missing body, walking corpses, teenage sex, philosophy and physics, to mention a few-and so many casual, but deeply meaningful, references. It will probably be challenging graduate seminars in the future.Still, the story is also just plain fun. I laughed out loud many times, cried a couple of times, and went back umpteen times to reread parts for the sheer pleasure of it. I certainly know a few corpses myself, but the best part was having my own life tweaked a little. This book "turned up the volume" on it, as she says. I am recommending MY LIFE WITH CORPSES to everyone, including my teenage friends. There's a lot of wise counsel sprinkled throughout, and my guess is that it's going to be read for as long as there is anyone alive to read it.