This small book,
written in the aftermath of the sudden death of Rona Cran’s younger sister, is an
attempt to give shape to the landscape of grief. In its relentless and
fragmentary form, I Remember Kim is at once a memoir about a lost sister
and a chronicle of disintegration, a collage of memories that is as much a
coming-together as it is a falling-apart, an examination of the failure of
memory, of memories, of memoir. This is a book about sisters; about survival,
and the insufficiency of survival; and about how to remember when all you want
to do is forget.