In Cures For Hunger, Deni Y. Béchard has created a moving story of rootlessness, rebellion, lost love, criminal daring, regret, and restless searching. Driven above all by the need to grasp his father’s secrets, he has written his narrative in skillful, resonant prose graced with a subtle tone of obsession and longing.
— Leonard Gardner, author of Fat City
This powerful and haunting memoir is a must-read for anyone who has struggled to uncover their identity within the shadow of a parent. In exquisitely sharp prose, Béchard renders his attempts to understand his father’s mysterious existence. This book is huge and achingly true.
— Claire Bidwell Smith, author of The Rules of Inheritance
You haven’t read a story like this one, even if your father was the kind of magnificent scoundrel you only find in Russian novels. Bechard is the rare writer who knows the secret to telling the true story. Just because the end is clear doesn’t mean the bets are off.
— Marlon James, author of The Book of Night Women
In Cures for Hunger, Deni Y. Béchard writes that prison taught his father “the nature of the self, the way it can be shaped and hardened.” As in a great novel, this darkly comic and lyrical memoir demonstrates the shaping of its author, who suffers the wreckage of his father’s life, yet manages to salvage all the beauty of its desperate freedoms. Béchard’s poetic gifts give voice to the outsiders of society, and make them glow with humanity and love.
— Elizabeth McKenzie, author of Stop That Girl and MacGregor Tells the World
A coming of age story with rare and loving insights into the vulnerable hearts of men and boys—and the women that help shape them.
— Shawn Lawrence Otto, The Huffington Post
Cures for Hunger is a poignant adventure story with a mystery . . . But it is also, perhaps even more so, the story of an artist coming of age. Readers will be reminded of James Joyce’s Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man.
— Bill Eichenberger, Cleveland Plain Dealer
Béchard’s sad and moving memoir is all about secrets and regret and, ultimately, finding peace.
— Jim Carmin, Minneapolis Star Tribune
A poignant but rigorously unsentimental account of hard-won maturity.
— Kirkus Reviews
A coming-of-age story of lost innocence, violence, and tenderness by a writer obsessed with the man who influenced him the most but was there the least.
— Jonathan Fullmer, Booklist
Béchard’s story is one of personal discovery, and a teasing out of the function of memory: what it keeps, what it loses, and what it saves.
— Publishers Weekly