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No Credit River was an excellent poetry collection. I was able to interpret the themes and loved the writing.
The tagline for Zoe Whittall's No Credit River immediately caught my attention: "It is a confusing thing to be born between generations where the one above thinks nothing is trauma and the one below thinks everything is trauma." This collection of prose poetry is a poignant reflection on love, loss, and grief. I read most of this book in a waiting room, where the sense of anxiety and dread was particularly resonant. In some ways, the experimental prose and subject matter (queer relationships and trauma) reminded me of Carmen Maria Machado's In the Dream House. As with most poetry, there were hits and misses for me personally, but that doesn't detract from the writing. I'd be interested in checking out Whittall's other writing to see if it deals with similar themes.
I am so thankful to Book*Hug Press, Zoe Whittall, and Netgalley for granting me advanced access to this galley before publication day. I really enjoyed the dialogue and plot of this book and can’t wait to chat this one up with my friends!
This was a beautifully well written and raw memoir from Zoe Whittall written during a time where all we had was time. In just 78 pages I was pulled in by Whittall's self reflection of loneliness, longing and loss.
💧NO CREDIT RIVER-ZOE WHITTALL. Publishing October 29th, 2024 by Book*hug Press. ❤️
“It is a confusing thing to be born between generations where the one above thinks nothing is trauma and the one below thinks everything is trauma.” (Page 1)
From acclaimed novelist and television writer Zoe Whittall comes a memoir in prose poetry that reconfirms her celebrated honesty, emotional acuity, and wit. Riving and probing a period of six years marked by abandoned love, the pain of a lost pregnancy, and pandemic isolation, No Credit River is a reckoning with the creative instinct itself.
I loved this book. I’ve read, The Best Kind of People by her and loved it. I’m hearing lovely things about her new book of short stories, Wild Failure.
I love short stories and short fiction. This collection of contemporary autofiction is unique, honest, vulnerable, and heartbreaking. Grief, mental health, relationships, isolation.
4/5
Thanks to Book*hug Press, ZG Reads, and Netgalley.
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10h
I cannot express how beautiful this was. imagine girls x Frances ha except queer and modern. it felt like someone had written from inside my brain.
i think it takes a super talented writer to dabble in stream-of-consciousness writing and make it both legible and compulsively readable. fortunately for anyone that gets to read this gem, zoe whittall is absolutely a super talented writer.
this one is pretty short, but packs a punch. i found myself audibly saying "ow" several times and welling up with tears as this prose wanders through a pandemic and dissects feelings of grief, aging, a lost relationship, and that scary will i/won't i feeling pertaining to the possibility of becoming a parent.
i'm not the biggest fan of works that dabble in the theme of motherhood (long story, but i think the intimacy of it is hard to button down without coming off, well... creepy) but i think that zoe touches on the tenderest parts of you when you read about her journey in a way that makes empathy easy.
ultimately, it feels like a book that where a lot of time wasn't taken artfully constructing lines and poems, which i really loved because for a book about trauma the writing served as a gateway into sharing her experiences and understand how similar pains exist in your own life as opposed to simply observing hers.
zoe whittall, i'm a fan. i REALLY wish this was about 300 pages longer, though.
A lovely, introspective collection of prose-poetry that explores themes of heartbreak and isolation during the pandemic. The poems are very resonant for people who struggle with deep, painful feelings and it is interesting to see Whittall write on her experiences which seem to span over many years.
An intriguing read
Zoe Whittall’s No Credit River is a raw, introspective memoir written in prose poetry, where the acclaimed novelist and TV writer turns her sharp, honest gaze inward. This isn’t a traditional narrative; instead, it is a fragmented, deeply personal exploration of trauma, loss, and creativity, unfolding in a form that allows for both vulnerability and precision. Whittall’s decision to use prose poetry adds to the book’s emotional texture, letting her words hit with forceful clarity while remaining reflective and poignant.
The book spans six turbulent years in Whittall’s life, a period marked by heartbreak, the grief of a lost pregnancy, and the isolation of the pandemic. These themes are laid bare in short, stark entries that don’t attempt to smooth out the rough edges of Whittall’s experience but instead capture them in all their messiness. The prose poetry format feels fitting for this kind of emotional probing—allowing Whittall to convey the fleeting, contradictory nature of her thoughts and feelings without being bound by a linear narrative. The result is a work that reads like a collection of snapshots, each one offering a glimpse into the chaos and fragility of life during these complex times.
One of the central themes of the book is trauma—both personal and generational. Whittall poignantly captures the tension between two worlds, noting, “It is a confusing thing to be born between generations where the one above thinks nothing is trauma and the one below thinks everything is trauma.” This line alone encapsulates much of what No Credit River seeks to explore: the shifting definitions of pain and the struggle to reconcile individual suffering within the larger cultural conversation around trauma. Whittall’s reflections on her own grief and anxiety are deeply felt but never self-indulgent, offering readers a lens into how personal anguish is often invalidated or misunderstood by those around us.
As Whittall grapples with the loss of a pregnancy and a failed relationship, the reader feels the weight of her emotional isolation—an isolation only deepened by the global pandemic. These personal losses are compounded by the uncertainty and solitude of lockdown, giving the memoir a heightened sense of urgency and despair. And yet, there’s also resilience here, a quiet determination to reckon with the past and find a way forward. Whittall’s ability to convey both the sharp pain of her circumstances and her drive to keep creating is one of the book’s most powerful aspects.
Creativity, in fact, becomes a lifeline for Whittall, a way to process her pain and make sense of the world. No Credit River can be seen as a meditation on the creative instinct itself—how art allows us to confront our demons, and how, in turn, the act of creation can be a means of survival. Whittall’s reflections on her writing career and the intersection of creativity and anxiety are as compelling as her personal narrative, offering readers insight into the artist’s mind in times of crisis.
While the prose poetry form allows for moments of striking beauty, it also demands patience from the reader. Whittall’s memoir doesn’t offer a neatly packaged story with a clear beginning, middle, and end. Instead, it feels more like a collection of fragments, each reflecting a different facet of her emotional landscape. For some, this structure might feel disjointed or inaccessible at times, but for others, it will resonate as a truthful representation of how we process grief and trauma—messily, non-linearly, and with moments of sharp clarity amidst the confusion.
Final Thoughts:
No Credit River is a powerful, emotionally rich memoir that uses the medium of prose poetry to probe the depths of grief, trauma, and creativity. Zoe Whittall’s honesty and vulnerability shine through in every line, making this a book that lingers long after you’ve finished reading. While its fragmented structure may not be for everyone, it offers a uniquely intimate portrait of one woman’s struggle to find meaning and healing in a world that often feels chaotic and indifferent. For fans of contemporary autofiction and experimental memoirs, this is a thought-provoking and deeply affecting read.
don’t you just love it when you know it’ll be a Very Good Book from the first few pages. I opened this baby up (digitally) and WHAM 5 stars smacked me in the face.
(I think if I ever wrote any form of memoir it would just be a waffling stream of consciousness, just like my inner monologue vomiting all over the page)
I love long poems, stories about nothing and everything. For such a short book, it holds so much emotion, heartbreak and grief. Every single word was absolutely delicious
I look forward to reading everything Zoe Whittall has ever published
Thank u to Netgalley for an advanced copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.
*No Credit River* by Zoe Whittall is a compelling novel that masterfully explores themes of identity and resilience. Whittall’s sharp prose and vivid characters make the story both deeply engaging and emotionally resonant. A beautifully crafted narrative that stays with you long after you’ve finished reading.
- autobiographic prose poems told over 6 years
- poems centre around themes such as grief, pregnancy, failed relationships, and pandemic isolation
- whittall sorts thru their past in a non-linear way that still paints a clear image of the nuances of queer love & existence
- toronto setting a big bonus
No Credit River by Zoe Whittall has a similar vibe to works by Maggie Nelson such as the Argonauts in that it explores relationships and being creative.
Thanks to NetGalley and Book*hug Press for the ARC!
Zoe Whittall’s "No Credit River" is a wonderful collection of autofictive poems, allowing readers to understand the author’s pain while maintaining a healthy distance.
I was previously unfamiliar with Whittall’s work, but I want to read more of it because she has such a distinctive capacity for identifying the symbolic weight of the mundane. For example, she describes her partner trapping a cockroach before realizing that neither person in the relationship is someone who can kill. Throughout the brief book, there are so many observations like this that rattle the reader with their precision.
I also really appreciate how the whole project is framed. In Whittall’s opening line, she writes, “It’s a confusing thing to be born between generations where the one above thinks nothing is trauma and the one below thinks everything is trauma.” It’s an effective way of illuminating how ill-equipped we all are for life, even though we must all face it. It also allows the speaker to genuinely wrestle with challenges instead of immediately dismissing them with the comfort of a label.
This is the perfect book to share an afternoon with, and I have little doubt that it’s one that will continue to expand with re-reads.