Ladyparts: A Memoir

Copaken (Shutterbabe), a contributing writer at the Atlantic, returns to memoir in this often flimsy tragicomedy of all the ways a woman can fall apart. Structuring the work as an inventory of body parts (uterus, cervix, heart), Copaken tells war stories of ailments (including a near-fatal bleed-out following the removal of her cervix), divorce, sexual harassment, and literal battles as a combat photographer in the ’80s to investigate the complicated relationship between her body and the patriarchal world she inhabits. She writes heartfelt tributes to the people who mentored her—including the late Nora Ephron, who used “the most humiliating parts of herself... as her superpower”—and skillfully explores the roots of her own emotional undoing, exacerbated by medical bills and her father’s death in 2008. While funny and tender, the work’s tone is frustratingly inconsistent; Copaken can careen from being urgent at one moment to deeply indulgent the next, while some anecdotes hit with a thud, as with a story about a fight with her now ex-husband in which she “strained [her] vocal cords until they broke,” which, Copaken offhandedly explains, was particularly tragic because she planned to perform a live storytelling at the 92nd Street Y later that day, undermining the tension almost completely. The tangle of platitudes yields an amorphous, rushed-feeling narrative. Copaken takes a fresh approach to difficult topics, but the delivery is lacking. (Aug.)

Correction: An earlier version of this review incorrectly stated the author nearly died after having a hysterectomy.