I had absolutely no idea what to expect going into this book (other than that it was likely going to be emotionally draining in some way). Springora writes powerfully about the abuse and exploitation she experienced as a child through the lens of both her fourteen year old self and her adult reflection. The focus on the adults who failed her, the landscape of paedophilia in the french literary landscape (holding accountable even those we wouldn’t consider to be involved such as Simone De Beauvior) and the power awarded to artists and creators is powerful, uncomfortable and important. I loved the overarching metaphor of writing/trapping and creating ideas within fiction which is utilised at the beginning and end of the text, I would have loved for it to be used a little more throughout to create a stronger sense of connection.