Clearly I’ve Been Living Under a Rock
You know the problem with having only guy friends? (Besides the fact that at inopportune times they feel the need to confess that at one point they really wanted to “get with you?”) Guy friends do not read hilarious memoirs by cute, ex-sorority girls, and therefore do not recommend such books to you.
This morning I finished reading Bitter Is the New Black by the delightfully snarky Jen Lancaster. She has officially replaced Augusten Burroughs as my favorite author. (Sorry, Augusten. I do love your books too.) I picked up Bright Lights, Big Ass and Such a Pretty Fat before withdrawal symptoms could set in.
While I do regret being friends with men who likely do not understand nor appreciate the literary value of these volumes, on the bright side, they won’t ask to borrow my copies! (I’m still waiting for my brother to return my Christopher Moore books. It’s been a couple years.)
Being the impulsive person I am, I very nearly emailed Ms. Lancaster. You know, just to tell her how awesome her book is like she isn’t aware of it. Then I reminded myself that the few times I’ve spoken with writers, I’ve made a complete ass of myself. So no “Hey, you write good!” email from me. (And, yes, I do know “good” is grammatically incorrect in that sentence.)
Anyway, as I can’t stand to think such an oversight could possibly occur again, please, if you think of any other amazing authors I may be missing out on, do tell!
Oops…I forgot to leave a comment about a good book. If you’ve never read Where the Heart Is by Billie Letts, you really should. It’s an incredible book. All of her books are great, but that one was her best. I think a movie may have been made about it.
Another great book is by Sandra Kringston and it’s titled The Book of Bright Ideas. It’ll make you laugh, cry, and wish you could join them all around a table for some gossip and a glass of lemonade!
Jewelz, I don’t think of you as the stalker type. And since Jen Lancaster didn’t respond with a restraining order, I guess she doesn’t either.
Thanks for the book suggestions! Lately I’ve been reading through my collection so fast, I’m afraid I’ll run out!
So I’ve read Jen Lancaster’s books (even have them listed in my “Fave Books” section on my blog), and have visited her blog Jennsylvania quite frequently. And after reading her first two books, it was like “Kizmet”…we were meant to be buds. Grew up in the same era, had similar senses of humor, enjoyed all of the exact same designer label accoutrement, lived by a good highlight and haircut ritual, and did the mani/pedi treat religiously. In fact, one picture from her book that shows her on her wedding day, actually looks a LITTLE bit like moi. So what did I do?
I wrote an email to her. I terrified the poor girl. I told her all of these ‘we’re the same’ examples in my very first foray into her literary world. I started trying to leave little witty comments on her blog page so that she’d think, “Oh yea…that’s the really cool chick who wrote to me. I should definitely write her back.” But no. Alas, I’ve heard nothing.
You, at least, used your commen sense and stopped yourself before writing to her and making a complete ass out of yourself (not that you would have….I’m just assuming here). You are smart….very, very smart.
And just FYI…I’m not stalking you either!!! I do have friends….I’m just a little scarier and intense sounding when I write comments in little blog-comment boxes.
Oh my gosh….now you’re never going to write to me again, are you? I feel like that girl from the movie SuperStar who sniffs her armpits whenever she gets put on the spot and feels nervous. hahaha