The Carnal Writer

You know in Robocop when Peter Weller gets molded into some kind of metal suit with computer eyes and clench, strongman hands? An excellent carnal writer fashions not a robot, but what feels like a breathing, tasting avatar that reader can climb inside, thus wearing the writer's hands and standing inside her shoes. The reader gets zipped into your skin. 

- Mary Karr, The Art of Memoir