Sita

This autobiography of the last days of her quite obsessive relationship with Sita is the story of a dying love affair, where each day's petty slights and delightful surprises are digested for the insightful truths and harsh realities of self analysis. Like Violette Leduc, Millett charts every moment and every emotion during the days of bliss and the days of spite in the struggle to save the love they share, until Sita's ultimate betrayal by leaving for a man. Included in this new edition is a portion of the elegy Millett wrote after Sita's suicide in 1978, which is a stunning finale for this captivating memoir. Unlike other reviewers, I didn't find this at all depressing. Rather, I found this book uplifting and mesmerising.

I agree with the first reviewer that this books is disturbing and depressing. Clearly this is not the author's finest hour as a person. But what saved it for me was that as an author, Millet really does shine. She captures the truth of being the one who loves and needs more, and it IS painful. I found this book fascinating.