Litstack Review – Blind Man’s Bluff, by James Tate Hill

Blind Man’s Bluff: A Memoir, by James Tate Hill

W. W. Norton & Company

August 3, 2021


Blind Man's Bluff by James Tate Hill

“I wasn’t a big fan of the label legally blind,” James Tate Hill writes in his terrific new memoir, “but that’s what I was. The word disability, no less accurate, seemed even worse.” Hill’s admission comes early in Blind Man’s Bluff, and has the book’s trademark wry, candid, and slightly deprecating stance. Those qualities, along with the wisdom Hill brings to his story, and the tension inherent in a memoir-of-seeing, make Blind Man’s Bluff a page-turner filled with heart. It’s also a coming-of-age story, a bildungsroman of creative writing and academia, a love letter to books and pop culture, and a history of and testament to the power of audiobooks.

At age sixteen, Hill was diagnosed with Leber’s hereditary optic neuropathy, a condition that left him legally blind. The diagnosis upended his life. His plans for driving his new Mustang, for dating, college, and pursuing the field of medicine, quickly vanished. When he’s told by a Johns Hopkins ophthalmologist that there is no treatment, and what little vision he had left would be peripheral, the search for a treatment takes Hill to Tokyo for a medication not yet approved in the States. In the end, its effects are minimal, and his sight continues to worsen. As his prospects and his sense of independence dwindle, and still not a fan of the legally blind label, he considers alternatives: “I auditioned euphemisms for legally blind, my favorites being ‘bad eyes’ and ‘vision problem.’ I liked the former for its air of blasé, the latter for its ambiguity.”

The perceptions of self and his sharp sense of humor (Hill has an expert sense of comedic timing and tone), are a counterbalance to the struggle. Central to the book is Hill’s desire to pass as sighted—at college, in class, at parties, on first dates, and grocery shopping. “If I look up or to the side, I can see something, and this usually fends off further questions.” But hiding the truth proves exhausting and dangerous. Unwilling to use a cane, he has more than a few scary near-misses crossing streets—daylight is far risker than darkness when headlights are easier to see.

Everything happens for a reason, people liked to tell you when your vision began to go. You wanted to believe them, but there’s a fine line between looking for a reason and blaming yourself for going blind.

And blame himself he does—as an undergraduate at West Virginia University, and a graduate student in a creative writing program—hiding his blindness from his friends, colleagues, and girlfriends, careful never to reveal what he can’t see. “‘Wow, I never knew,’ friends sometimes said upon learning I was legally blind, and I’d swell with pride thinking of all I had managed to conceal.” He memorizes restaurant menus, the placement of buttons on elevators and microwaves. He uses outsized fonts to type up his stories and is always the first to arrive at a meeting or date to avoid having to search out a face he can’t see. Cooking requires more taste than sight, he tells us, but without help shopping for groceries, when there’s nothing in the house to eat, he skips meals. The passages that detail these episodes are heartbreaking, and all the more affecting in the emotional accuracy of Hill’s prose.

In graduate school, he meets Meredith, a poet. She reads labels for him at the grocery store and fills in the gaps he can’t see. But “within weeks of our shopping together, the supermarket had become the same crucible in which my last relationship crumbled.” When Meredith begins to experience her own health issues, the marriage is strained by the needs of both. With his marriage falling apart, and two unpublished novels, the world grows smaller. Hill isolates with audiobooks, music, television—a shadow existence lived in an emotional half-light.

James Tate Hill, the author of “Blind Man’s Bluff.”
James Tate Hill

For Hill, the reality of blindness is at the core of this memoir, but blindness is also metaphor, and a state of mind. “Blind, after all, is a common synonym for ignorant,” he writes. In this memoir of seeing and being seen, Hill reckons as much with the perception of blindness as the condition itself. Late in the memoir, buoyed by a new relationship, he comes to an understanding. “Wisdom, it turns out, is acknowledging where I cannot go without help. Asking for help means I will never be independent, but how many of us truly are?”

James Tate Hill is a graduate of the creative writing programs at Hollins University and the University of North Carolina Greensboro. His fiction has appeared in Story Quarterly, Sonora Review, The Texas Review, The Laurel Review, and elsewhere. He is the fiction editor for the literary magazine Monkeybicycle, and a contributing editor at Literary Hub, where he writes a monthly audiobooks column. The Best American Essays has chosen two of his works as Notable, and he is the recipient of the Nilsen Literary Prize for a First Novel for Academy Gothic, published in 2015.

In his New York Times review of Blind Man’s Bluff, Dwight Garner wrote, “As a genre, disease and illness memoirs are permanently interesting if honest and sharply observed,” and near the end of the book, Hill recounts in sharply observed fashion how he instructed his creative writing students in the process of revision: “Let’s break down the word, you say, drawing a slash between Re and Vision. You’re trying to see what you’ve written a second time, see it with fresh eyes, as you haven’t seen it before.” It’s a beautiful metaphor for the reckoning he’s undergone, in both art and in life.

— Lauren Alwan


  • Lauren Alwan

    Lauren Alwan’s fiction has appeared in the O. Henry Prize Stories, the Southern Review, the Alaska Quarterly Review, StoryQuarterly, in the Bellevue Literary Review. She is the recipient of a First Pages Prize, the Goldenberg Prize for Fiction, and.a citation of Notable in Best American Essays. Her essays have appeared in ZYZZYVA, Catapult, World Literature Today, The Rumpus, The Millions, Writer's Digest, and others. She is a prose editor at the museum of americana, an online literary review. Follow her on Twitter at @lauren_alwan and learn more at

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