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2.97 AVERAGE
2.97 AVERAGE
I was expecting this book to have more stories about really bad boyfriends, especially since the cover looks like the woman on it is truly horrified. Yes, some of the stories were horrible, thankfully the poor woman got out of THAT relationship! But other stories where the woman had her moment of clarity where she truly knew her relationship was over, appeared to be quite shallow and vapid. This book could have really been a good read and a shocker had the editors taken the time to find those women with their horror stories, and believe me, they're out there.
Eh. Just not all that good. Saw it on the new books shelves at the library and thought it might be a fun read. It was ok, I guess, just not all that good, but it was the only book I had with me yesterday so I read it.
I found this book relieving. These stories are relatable to anyone who has been in the dating game and also a bit reassuring that there is always someone out there that has a worse dating story than you do.
Interesting collection of stories. It was not a "men suck" book, but more a book about the breakthrough moment. It started out incredibly funny, but became more somber as the book went on.
A few serious essays, but mostly amusing ones. I probably wouldn't have picked this up, but the first essay was by Carrie Fisher, so I was immediately drawn in. A pretty consistently good anthology.
I was hoping for something silly and funny, but only a couple of the 58 stories fit. The rest were bitter and sad, and left me thinking some of those ladies could have avoided everything with a bit more pride and self-worth. I don't think people deserve to be treated like crap, but I do think there was a lot of "you reap what you sow."
And now something from the "and you think you've had it bad" category...
58 women share anecdotes about truly awful men. We've all done it. This book is somewhat reminiscent of those long nights back in college where you and your girls sat around someone's dorm room, drank way too much contraband liquor and swapped humiliation and hell stories. In other words, this book should have been a lot of fun (as viewed from the relatively safe distance of a 40 something woman married to a decidedly sane, considerate, non-medicated man with no criminal background.)
And there were some highlights that even impressed me -- a woman who is not easily surprised or shocked by stories of this ilk. Having found myself involved with more than one "colorful" character in my day I still need to give props to the guy who told his girlfriend to stay downstairs for 10 minutes because "he had something really special planned" for the evening. The ensuing scenario involving candles and a marital aid certainly provided a Kodak moment. Other putzes, sad sacks, perverts and narcissists abound within the short chapters.
By any standard that one could apply to this type of material, What Was I Thinking should have been a stronger addition to the canon of female commiseration. But, not unlike many books of "mommy" essays I have read, after awhile all of the righteously indignant/appalled women started sounding the same...like writers who live in large metropolitan areas and date the same kind of losers. Although I could relate to their problems I found I had a hard time relating to the women themselves.
I did finish this book in 2 days. And it can be read in very short 2-4 page excerpts. It would be a good beach/vacation read.
58 women share anecdotes about truly awful men. We've all done it. This book is somewhat reminiscent of those long nights back in college where you and your girls sat around someone's dorm room, drank way too much contraband liquor and swapped humiliation and hell stories. In other words, this book should have been a lot of fun (as viewed from the relatively safe distance of a 40 something woman married to a decidedly sane, considerate, non-medicated man with no criminal background.)
And there were some highlights that even impressed me -- a woman who is not easily surprised or shocked by stories of this ilk. Having found myself involved with more than one "colorful" character in my day I still need to give props to the guy who told his girlfriend to stay downstairs for 10 minutes because "he had something really special planned" for the evening. The ensuing scenario involving candles and a marital aid certainly provided a Kodak moment. Other putzes, sad sacks, perverts and narcissists abound within the short chapters.
By any standard that one could apply to this type of material, What Was I Thinking should have been a stronger addition to the canon of female commiseration. But, not unlike many books of "mommy" essays I have read, after awhile all of the righteously indignant/appalled women started sounding the same...like writers who live in large metropolitan areas and date the same kind of losers. Although I could relate to their problems I found I had a hard time relating to the women themselves.
I did finish this book in 2 days. And it can be read in very short 2-4 page excerpts. It would be a good beach/vacation read.