Jenny Powell is a poet, and this moving memoir is essentially an extended prose poem of a little under 100 pages. Lily, the narrator, suffers from Proprioception Deficit. Proprioception, when functioning correctly, lets you know where your various body parts are, so that you can, subconsciously, make adjustments to keep yourself upright, walk etc. Through this memoir, Lily works with a physiotherapist, and succeeds, after some struggle, to find her own body. It's like something Oliver Sacks would write about, but here we have the voice of the sufferer to tell us what it's like from the other side. It's a powerful, lyrical book, which gives an insight into a mysterious, rare condition.