In her latest book, Caitlin Doughty, the self-proclaimed "funeral industry rabblerouser," takes readers on a tour of the globe's most unusual death and grieving practices. "From Here to Eternity" is billed as a search for "the good death" - a bummer of a journey if ever I heard one. But Doughty is a relentlessly curious and chipper tour guide to the underworld, and the weirder things get, the happier she seems. An undertaker who runs a nonprofit funeral home, Doughty hosts the playful web series "Ask a Mortician" and has basically become the hipster-philosopher of a nascent death-positive movement that's emerged in America in recent years. American death practices, she writes, have become brief, distant and sterile. Doughty takes readers around the globe in search of alternative rituals and doesn't hold back on the gory details. In Japan, mourners practice kostuage, using chopsticks to transfer the cremated skeleton bits of their loved ones into urns. In a remote area of Indonesia, villagers mummify, dress, feed and even sleep beside their dead. Doughty lets us know she finds this as jarring as we do. "The first mummy I saw wore '80s style aviator sunglasses with yellow-tinted frames," she writes of her trip to Tana Toraja. "Damn," she recalls thinking, "that guy looks like my middle school algebra teacher." Doughty is a likable, witty companion. Her first book, about her time as a crematory worker, was titled "Smoke Gets in Your Eyes." I pictured her reporting this one while wearing a safari hat over her Bettie Page bangs, discussing soft-tissue decomposition with fellow dead-body professionals she meets in Spain, Japan and North Carolina. At "the only community open-air pyre in America," in Crestone, Colo., Doughty describes what happens after a deceased woman disappears behind a wall of fire - first the shroud burns, then the soft tissue, the internal organs and on to the bones. In Bolivia, Doughty takes us to meet the 67 skulls, or ftatitas, that a spiritualist named Doña Ely collects and dresses in matching beanies; visitors come to ask for their help with living-people problems. She writes that she's become enamored of Parsi and Tibetan Buddhist "sky burials," in which the remains of the dead are set out to be devoured by vultures, although she probably won't get to have one when the time comes. American funeral directors aren't clamoring to offer vulture packages. Who knew there were so many ways to be dead? The point of all this globetrotting exploration is not to gawk (O.K., not just to gawk). Doughty wants Americans to know that there are other ways of doing death - that one culture's taboos are another's sacred practices. She's trying to encourage an eyes-wide-open approach to mortality, because, the thinking goes, if you know how to die differently, you'll be able to live differently. She writes about the grief of ordinary Americans who are, she believes, denied this - a woman who hides her sadness over the loss of her baby because her grief makes others uncomfortable; another whose brief mourning at her mother's hospital bedside is cut short by an insensitive doctor. Death avoidance, Doughty writes, is a cultural failing. But culture can be reformed. Occasionally, Doughty lingers with so much fascination on the gruesomeness of death that the writing becomes salacious, the light tone almost painful. "Sometimes you visit corpses all around the world and realize that the corpses dearest to your heart are right in your own backyard," she writes, launching into an anecdote about caring for a decomposed body with such enthusiastic detail I practically had to read it through my fingers. It is a difficult high-wire act: to make death interesting and funny enough that we'll drop our fears and read, without losing sight of the gravity of the topic. The entertaining adventures are a cover for an attempt at a profound cultural subversion, and for the most part, it works. I couldn't help thinking that her dispatches from the dark side were doing us all a kindness - offering a picture of what we're in for, even if we'd rather not know. LIBBY Copeland is a journalist who writes on death practices, DNA and other topics. 'The first mummy I saw wore '80s style aviator sunglasses with yellow-tinted frames.'

In her first book, Smoke Gets in Your Eyes, Doughty shared her experiences working in a crematory. Here, the author travels the world observing and researching rituals surrounding death in other cultures, bringing the lessons she learns home with her. She visits a technologically advanced columbarium in Japan, where robots retrieve a relative's urn with the scan of a keycard, and the only open-air pyre in the United States. In a remote region of Indonesia, she witnesses people tending their loved ones' mummified corpses, some of which are kept in family homes. In Spain, families spend time with the deceased, but only when the bodies are kept behind glass. Doughty views skulls that grant wishes in Bolivia, candlelit Mexican cemeteries on the Day of the Dead, and experiments with composting human bodies in North Carolina. She is the ideal guide on this journey, curious and respectful, eventually determining that as different as all of these experiences are, they're connected by the idea of "holding space" for loved ones-giving them time to mourn and a sense of purpose as they grieve. VERDICT Recommended for fans of the author and those with an interest in anthropology and ritual. [See Prepub Alert, 4/10/17.]-Stephanie Klose, Library Journal © Copyright 2017. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.

Doughty, founder of the Order of the Good Death, a nonprofit organization that advocates for natural burial and reducing the stigma around death, describes funereal rituals around the world while stopping to reflect on U.S. practices. In Indonesia, for instance, the Toraja keep the dead at home for several months or years until the funeral. The author also explores the North Carolina's FOREST facility, which composts corpses, and the Crestone End of Life, a Colorado nonprofit that performs open-air cremations. Doughty shares her reverence for the dead while poking fun at our fears ("gross as it sounds, I'd come back from the dead for a Diet Coke"). She forces U.S. readers to confront the secretive and profitable mortuary business and sheds light on cultures that celebrate death. If death is inevitable, she asks, why are we afraid to address it? As the Bolivians look to their natitas (special human skulls), we can look to them for a level of comfort and familiarity with death. "How would your ancestors deal with tragedy?" Probably not with a $10,000 check to take a dead body away. VERDICT Recommend this fascinating and well-written book to fans of Mary Roach's Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers.-Pamela Schembri, Horace Greeley High School, Chappaqua, NY © Copyright 2018. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.

In the follow-up to her well-received debut, Smoke Gets in your Eyes (2014), a mortician delivers a wide-eyed report on burial customs across the world.At the unique funeral parlor she owns and operates in Southern California, Doughty adopts a "younger, progressive" approach to burial protocol. Unwilling to accept the way that the necessity of "deathcare" has evolved into such a commercialized and bureaucratic industry, the inquisitive undertaker presents her globe-trotting experiences exploring and appreciating the eccentric and widely diverse death rituals across international cultures. In offering opposing perspectives that dignify, celebrate, and decorate the body in its expired state, Doughty hopes to do her part in spurring a reform of the funeral industry and to help change the squeamishness of Western attitudes toward death and the sanctity of the sacred burial. Her fascinating tour of rituals contains liturgies that readers will surely observe as rare, macabre, unbelievable, ancient, and precioussometimes simultaneously. Among them: a Central American body thief validates why he confiscated his grandmother's body from a hospital; a cremation via community open-air pyre in Colorado (the only one of its kind in America), complete with flute and didgeridoo accompaniment; mummification restorations in Indonesia; and the glass encasement coffins of Barcelona: "Glass means transparency, unclouded confrontation with the brutal reality of death. Glass also means a solid barrier. It allows you to come close but never quite make contact." In Japan, where corpses were once perceived to be impure, now they are revered as beloved and their memorialization has been fully ritualized with the aid of technology and innovation. Green, eco-friendly "human composting" methods also have their place in the author's entertaining and thought-provoking narrative. Grimly enhanced by the artwork of Blair, these observances demonstrate how to diminish the stigma associated with death, burial, and eternal remembrance. Death gets the last word in this affably written, meticulously researched study of funerary customs. Copyright Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.

*Starred Review* Nonprofit funeral-home owner Doughty (Smoke Gets in Your Eyes and Other Lessons from the Crematory, 2014) returns to her skull-studded soapbox demanding more truth in death. In her jocular but reverential tone a hallmark of her first book and YouTube channel Doughty explores death culture and grieving, from the open-air funeral pyre of Crestone, Wyoming, to the ñatitas skulls of La Paz, Bolivia. Her macabre globe-trotting reveals surprising similarities across cultures that, though wholly different, are bound by their acceptance and embrace of death. Doughty doesn't offer a simple morbid travelogue; instead, she digs into diverse death experiences with deep veneration and examines ties to socioeconomic status, female identity, and religion. With Doughty's consideration, the Torajan practice of disinterring dead relatives to clean, dress, mourn, and celebrate reads as a beautiful tribute to lost relatives rather than some Weekend at Bernie's perversity, making Western society's distance and sterilization of death seem far stranger. (Landis Blair's illustrations are instrumental in vivifying rituals that might be otherwise unimaginable.) Ultimately, Doughty urges Westerners to drag death out of the cemetery and face it with our morning coffee to recognize that in life there is death, and in death, life. In short: to show up for death before it shows up for you.--Uhrich, Katharine Copyright 2017 Booklist

Mortician Doughty (Smoke Gets in Your Eyes) catalogues rituals and cultural practices surrounding death from all over the world in this fantastic memoir, which is intended to "help us reclaim meaning and tradition in our own community." Doughty, a mortician who doesn't abide by typical American funeral protocols of embalming quickly and upselling products, relates practices-glass display cases in funeral homes in Barcelona, natural (casket-free) burials in Los Angeles, a mummified family member hanging out in an Indonesian living room for years before being buried- that will inspire readers to reconsider familiar rituals surrounding death. Doughty also explores the increasing corporatization of death and the growing popularity (and carbon footprint) of cremation. With humor and snappy descriptions, she also gleefully punches holes in Western misconceptions and prejudices concerning death rituals in other countries, as when a travel guide snubbed as a "ghoulish spectacle" the intricate, beautiful bamboo cages used in Bali for decomposition. Doughty's skillful book will encourage debate on philosophical and moral preferences for posthumous care. Agent: Anna Sproul-Latimer, Ross Yoon. (Oct.) © Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved.