Kaylie Jones didn’t have your average childhood—as the daughter of famed World War II author James Jones (From Here to Eternity), she grew up in 1960s Paris surrounded by such glittering literati, and family friends, as William Styron, James Baldwin, Willie Morris and Norman Mailer. But not everything was so glamorous, as she so eloquently describes in her new memoir, Lies My Mother Never Told Me (available 8/25).
James Jones died when Kaylie was just 16, leaving her devastated and ill-equipped to fulfill her father’s deathbed wish that she help her mother stop drinking. Although the term “alcoholic” was never uttered in the Jones household (in spite of the all-night booze-soaked parties), Kaylie struggled with her genetic birthright: a love of literature and alcohol. The book contains juicy celebrity anecdotes (oh, Frank Sinatra!), but its poignancy comes from the journey of a talented woman wrestling not just with her own demons, but with those of her parents, and discovering a strength she once thought unattainable.
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