A young writer’s journey to sobriety

Leslie Jamison wants you to know that her new book, “The Recovering: Intoxication and Its Aftermath” (Little, Brown, 534 pp., ★★★g) isn’t like other redemption memoirs.

Before we have the chance to roll our eyes or make assumptions, she beats us to it. “I was wary of trotting out the tired tropes of the addictive spiral,” she writes, “and wary of the tedious architecture and tawdry selfcongratulations of a redemption story.”

She has chosen a different direction, discarding the structure of the typical cliché-ridden rehabilitation saga for something wholly original, and it shines.

Jamison made a name for herself in 2014 with “The Empathy Exams,” a collection of essays that catalog poor choices, bizarre setbacks and her complicated relationship with alcohol. In “The Recovering,” we learn the romance with booze has faded — she finds herself drinking alone, vomiting during blackouts — and she gradually acknowledges she’s an alcoholic.

The transition to sobriety is not easy; she tells us that drinking had been “the honeyed twilight sun falling over every late afternoon, softening everything to amber” and worries that abstinence might stifle creativity. “Everything glossy or buzzed or hot-blush-drunk in my life was gone.” She quits, relapses, jams to Amy Winehouse, and eventually joins Alcoholics Anonymous.

Here the narrative takes off, bouncing between her own story and tales of others who have battled alcohol and mental illness.

Last year, a short story called “Cat Person” in The New Yorker caused a literary sensation. It confronts the ways men and women flirt, pursue and hook up, and it briefly sparked a national dialogue about sexual consent, acquiescence and gender imbalance.

Jamison’s book feels like a fleshedout, more fully realized version of that story, reflecting on her own encounters during a time when she was often intoxicated. “I was giving him certain signals of consent,” she writes of a man she met in Nicaragua. “But consent when you’re drunk means something I still don’t have a good language for. It was as if I’d already made myself available as someone without pride, and it would have been hypocritical to become someone different.”

By the end of this wonderful book, we discover the author has indeed become someone different: She’s sober, successful and happy. Her 20s were rough, but she’s recovering nicely.

Leslie Jamison