She writes powerfully about the disorienting shift in her sense of self.

One of the many fascinating things about this beautifully written book is that it asks us to consider what counts as normal behaviour and what doesn’t.

Inferno is a brilliantly frightening memoir about Cho’s two weeks on the psychiatric ward, elegantly interwoven with tales from her past.

In her in-laws’ home, under their loving but anxious gaze, Cho begins to sense something is not right.

Cho’s entry into her particular Hell is mediated for the reader by the book’s narrative structure. She moves between memories – shifting and incomplete – of her twelve days in a New Jersey psychiatric ward and those of her life.

In Cho’s hands, the story of her psychosis is also one of her growing up and knitting together her sense of self, even as that self is coming ferociously undone.

...eerie, unsettling.

Haunting and emotionally intense, this powerful memoir explores the hidden connections that tie families across generations, offering poignant meditations on the meaning of motherhood and identity.