Lindsay Wong's writing style and voice in her debut book are impressive. Her memoir writing is conversational with astute metaphors woven in seamlessly. Wong's memoir is composed of anecdotes about her upbringing in a family where several relatives dealt with severe, often undiagnosed and unacknowledged, mental illness, and I'll offer a content note that it contains family violence, child abuse, and suicide.

While I agree with some other reviewers that the anecdotes and conclusions that Wong draws from them were repetitive at times, I thought it flowed well and was compelling. I did find that there were times where she seemed to unknowingly contradict herself, like commenting that a certain incident was a major shock, but then that it was no big deal, and not long after, that it made her want to scream. It's totally possible to hold all those feelings/thoughts simultaneously but I wasn't clear if that's what Wong was going for or if she wasn't sure what the major takeaway should be in terms of how that event affected her.

Wong seems to have been aiming to be darkly comedic, and has a lot of characters to cover, so sometimes her family members come across a bit caricature-y, but it's fitting given most of the book is told about incidents when she was a child, and focuses on her childhood perceptions. Overall The Woo-Woo is a well-written memoir that can be a tough read in terms of subject matter, but is ultimately hopeful without being overly simplistic.