An inspiring memoir about changing your life and responding to loss with grace.
Kirkus ReviewsThe author, a life-threatening-illness support leader and wife of the late actor Patrick O'Neal, recalls a roller-coaster life that steadied into meaningful depth. With a light hand, O'Neal makes it clear that her life could have taken her to a very different place than where she is now as an emotional-support figure at Friends In Deed, a crisis center for critically ill people that she founded. Before she met her husband she was already an actress and successful model, and he brought just that much more glamour to her days. They lived in a series of envy-inducing apartments, moved in the company of tony friends and had the wherewithal to act on their desires. O'Neal recounts plenty of tribulations as well-her husband's drug and drinking problems, a son who appeared to be taking after his father, the deaths of friends and acquaintances, which began to steamroll as the AIDS epidemic made its way through her milieu of artists. The deaths tripped a switch. "I could not live with the idea that someone was ill, frightened, alone, and not try to do something about it," she writes. Any do-gooder suspicions are neatly laid to rest by O'Neal's frequent skirmishes with her motivations and her candor about her ill-preparedness for such passion. "I think crisis holds a real seduction for me, and certainly there is some magical thinking involved," she writes. "There's a primal place in me that thinks that if I do my very best to help other people in their crises, disaster will stay away from me and mine." Eventually, many of the "me and mine" became the men and women who found themselves at Friends In Deed, a handful of whom are profiled here with respect and honor. O'Neal made her share of mistakes,and her spiritual quest to face death is rocky, but she doesn't lose sight of those who benefit from her compassion. Tender, vulnerable portraits of family and friends.
- Seven Stories Press
- Publication date:
- Product dimensions:
- 5.84(w) x 8.58(h) x 0.92(d)
Write a Review
and post it to your social network
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
See all customer reviews >
Talk Softly based on 0 ratings. 4 reviews.
When I started reading Talk Softly, I was prepared to admire Cynthia O'Neal and want to be more like her: selfless, giving, humble. This was a good lesson in not judging a book, or the author, by its cover. The more I read, the more I felt that O'Neal's work was more about escaping her own life than helping others. I was woefully disappointed. I appreciated the fact that O'Neal called out her tendency to project onto the parents of AIDS patients her expectations for how to handle the situation. Her acknowledgment of this fact made O'Neal seem far less of the egoist than she appears to be in other chapters. Despite her words of grief, it seemed that she was far more distraught over John Lennon's murder than her own husband's death - or did she really just want the reader to know she lived in the same building? Either way, the Lennon aspect of O'Neal memoir makes her seem very shallow. O'Neal's reaction to Lennon's death is odd given thta she said she wished she could grieve over JFK's assination, like her maid, Lorretta, by throwing herself to the floor; but, instead she dealt with her grief by dining at The Plaza. Overall, O'Neal's narcissism outweighs the value of her message. While I do not doubt her passion, Talk Softly left me with the sense that O'Neal's success was most powerfully influencd by her social status.