Say something about yourself!
This book was quite boring and redundant... I regret buying this book. It was the same story about her redneck family told again and again and again.
Jenny Lawson—better known in the blog world as The Bloggess—shares her life story and tales of mischief and mayhem in this humorous and (mostly true) memoir. Her life seems tailor-made for blogging—from her taxidermist father to her crippling anxiety attacks (which are horrible to live through but make for good comic moments), Jenny Lawson is a gifted storyteller. She can take the moments that we all would like to forget, mix in bit of exaggeration, and spin it out as a comic tall tale that is (mostly) true and pretty darn funny. Her long-suffering husband Victor (recipient of more than a few Post-It notes) features prominently in many of the stories, as does her taxidermist father and his various “projects.” Moving from her childhood to her current life, Jenny leaves no stone unturned—speaking honestly about her childhood, marriage, anxiety and blogging career. As a narrator, she is probably best-suited to tell her rather rambling stories, but she talks fast and you’ve got to keep up. If you’re looking for a fun and fast-paced read/audiobook, this would be a good choice. I will admit, though, I grew a bit tired of it after a bit.
While the print version has the hilarious photographs, the audio has Jenny Lawson reading it herself, the sound of a cocking shotgun for bullet points and outtakes that didn't make it into the print version, along with the play at home drinking game for every time Jenny says "Vagina", which she absolutely screams at the end.
I'd compare this book to the memoirs written by Jen Lancaster like "Bright Lights, Big Ass", which also was hilarious.
I'd be hard pressed to pick one - but just randomly I'll pick the chapter about Jenny's conversation with Victor when she got lost going to pick up milk.
Chupacabras - the silent killer
I loved this book. Loved loved loved. Hilarious and sad at some points but it just made me happy in general. While I can't identify with taxidermy or wearing a deer sweater, I can identify with being unconventional and having mental illness.
Magic Marmot Studios
I've only seen Jenny Lawson's writing on her website. This book, being read by her, adds a certain amount of delightful weirdness that is compelling and wry.
The Bedwetter (Sarah Silverman) is about as close as I have in my comparison arsenal.
Hers, of course. Though her father is a close second.
Not really. It's well-digestible in chapters, which fits my listening style quite well.
In the end, there is a more touching and personal experience than I expected. It's nicely done.
I am slightly addicted to Jenny Lawson now, she also has a blog. I have recommended this book for my book club & anticipate a night of laughter. Although humor is her gift, she battles some personal demons & isn't afraid to share her life in this memoir. If you want a sample, check out Beyonce the Giant Metal Chicken on FB or her blog.
humorous but real
first book, but love her blog
gynecologists are just lazy
I enjoyed reading it so much and can listen to head phones at work bought it again (audio this time) so that people could think I've lost it cracking up in the office.
I enjoyed her train of thought and rambling, especially how she turned weird or depressing things into crazy rants that made perfect sense.
I don't think so. I'm glad Jenny's perspective is out there, and she's been able to connect with so many people. I just don't think it's a perspective (or voice) I need in my life. Frankly, it's tiring! I also wonder about authors that rely so heavily on their own lives for material. Often in this case, they only have one good book in them.
Jenny has an interesting and unique perspective and I'm glad she wrote this book. I know what it's like to work in a soul sucking office, so good for her that she quit and wrote a book successfully. For the book to work, you have to like Jenny. Sometimes I did, and sometimes I was wondering how someone so anxious and neurotic gets through the day, never the less with a child. This is coming from someone who is quite anxious and neurotic, so I get it, but it was painful at moments. Then again, there were very strong moments in the book, like when she wrote about her miscarriages. I feel like that did a great service to so many women out there with similar experiences.
Once I started listening to this book I immediately thought maybe I should have just bought the book and I would have enjoyed it more. Jenny's voice and poorly singing each chapter is agitating to say the least. Her tone and presentation made me dislike the book eventually.