I took the above photo in a local bookshop. With the exception of one or two books at the top left and lower right, all of these deal with child abuse; they are survivor stories. They are the legacy of years of abuse in this country and I don’t doubt that the writing process helped the victims to come to terms with what happened to them. But is the fact that there is such a number of books, and such a sustainable and sizeable market, an indication of us as a society? Are we so fascinated with other people’s misery?
