Okay, Running with Scissors - it was just like a train wreck, no matter how horrifying, you couldn't stop looking! And horrifying it was! I started and finished in the same day...I couldn't put it down!
Half way through the book I called my mother. "Mom, have you read Running with Scissors", "Yup a couple years ago", "I just wanted to thank you for raising me in a relatively normal way".
You wouldn't believe it, but this book is true. It is a "memoir" of Augusten's "childhood". I say "childhood" because it certainly wasn't like any childhood I knew. Pedophiles, electroshock machines, children pooping in corners (and getting praised for it), no school but plenty of antidepressants and anti-anxiety meds, candy canes for breakfast and beer and pot for dinner.
Now I know that the majority of households LOOK normal on the outside...but these people couldn't even look normal if they tried. And, truly, in comparison to the Finches, there are few families that would be considered abnormal.
All this, the horror, the squirming, the obscenities....and I loved it! I am looking for more Burroughs books immediately. Although, I do have Thinking in Pictures and other reports of my life with autism. That will probably be my next one...ah, we will have to see.