Fatamorgana

<p><strong>Fatamorgana</strong> is a book born of silence and doubt written over three winter months in a cabin deep in Missouri soundtracked by <em>Oppenheimer</em> and Bach. Told with dark humor and plainspoken intelligence it's a layered portrait of modern life-equal parts confession cultural diagnosis and elegy for a world that feels increasingly performative and disconnected.</p><p>There are sharp wry moments-especially when capturing the absurdities of corporate life or American social rituals. But the author is not above critique: she turns the same lens inward owning her complicity with clarity and depth.</p><p></p><p><strong>Memoir + Corporate Takedown + Manifesto</strong></p><p> Few books blend these genres so seamlessly. It begins with the author's immigrant childhood builds into an unsparing critique of corporate decay and closes with philosophical and societal proposals.</p><p>Think <em>Bullshit Jobs</em> (Graeber) but with memoir. <em>Uncanny Valley</em> (Wiener) but with sharper teeth. <em>More Than a Woman</em> (Moran) but structurally bolder.</p><p></p><p><strong>Fatamorgana</strong> surpasses them in ambition and weight-without losing intimacy.</p><p> Some scenes unspool like cinema. The end of <em>Day 69</em> is pure poetry.</p><p> <em>Living Through the DEI Era</em> and <em>They Weren't Meant to Be Divided</em> might unsettle you.</p><p> <em>The Art of Signaling</em> takes you backstage.</p><p> And <em>The Years</em> at the very end just might undo you.</p>