I have no idea why these reviews are so low. This book is a marvel of essay/fiction/poetry. Carter captures the struggle of life through the window of a trapeze. In THE TRAPEZE DIARIES, a young woman whose father died a couple of years ago starts learning trapeze, drawn to the pain and difficulty and fear. She sees her father's ghost and struggles with her self-identity, an identity, like all of ours, informed by her parents and where she grew up (Scotland) and left. The story, though, is secondary. Here the prose is allowed to do the work of poetry, revealing through objects and steady reflection the mystery of life and death and identity and fear.
The most fascinating aspect, for me, is the idea that the narrator feels alive as she faces her fear. Her father's death is just over her shoulder, and she fears death as we all do. As she learns the trapeze, she is afraid of dying. She loves New York and yet is afraid of it--the city where she was almost raped. She fears losing her family, yet she distances herself from it. The narrator throws herself into fear, and this is what tells her, and us, that she is living, that she can beat back death enough to "want what she has."
A beautiful book, and well worth the small time commitment it takes to read it. Please don't let the reviews here keep you from this experience.