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3.97 AVERAGE
3.97 AVERAGE
Achievement unlocked: przeczytać książkę Blogującej Mamy. Zaczyna z wykopem opowieścią o dzieciństwie z na wpół obłąkanym ojcem-taksydermistą i bezdomnymi, którzy zjedli jej ukochaną kaczuszkę (za rozdział o Stasiu Magicznej Wiewiórce Która Mówi dodaję jedną całą gwiazdkę), by później zamienić się w bohaterkę "Obsoletek" i omawiać ze szczegółami, jak umarło jej w środku dziecko. A na końcu zjeżdża w nierówne opowieści o życiu na wsi, które co prawda są śmieszne, bo autorka ma znakomity flow, ale trochę o niczym. Nierówno, ale często parskałem.
Hilarious! I've been reading her blog for several months now and didn't think she could get any funnier. I was wrong! Jenny Lawson had some of the most unfortunate - and, in hindsight, fantastically hilarious - experiences in her life. Fortunately, she has a really good sense of humor, and is willing to share both her stories and her humor with the wide world. Thank you Ms. Lawson for cheering me to no end!
emotional
funny
inspiring
lighthearted
reflective
fast-paced
I've followed Jenny's blog for a long time and this did not disappoint!
I was pretty late in discovering The Bloggess â not entirely sure how it happened, I think one of my friends re-posted something of hers onto their Facebook page, or something like that. So, then I had to investigate & I loved reading her crazy blog! I gradually worked my way through some of her back catalogue, laughing at the insanity of her life. (Plus, I so loved the bit of Wil Wheaton coallating paper!)
So, when her book came out over here I wasn pretty excited & wanted to get it straight away, only it was pretty expensive, so it had to wait a bit. Then things happened & I became the recipient of an amazon gift card, so I (of course!) bought Letâs Pretend This Never Happened.
Everyone was raving about it. That is so rarely a good thing in my reading experience. Not often have I enjoyed a book that everyone else was raving about & sadly this was no exception. Lawson begins the book by admitting that someone somewhere is going to be offended by her book, by the things she has written/is saying & well, I was at one point.
The book starts out well enough â I did laugh in a few places, but they were more chuckles, than the belly laughs that I was used to from reading her blog. And, honestly, it just got worse from there. There is no sort of cohesion to the blog, itâs just randomness clumped together into book format. It doesnât follow a timeline, or any kind of theme â itâs really just a bunch of her blog posts called a book. Only, there is something missing, it isnât really like her blog. It isnât really funny â itâs almost like sheâs desperately trying to be funny & failing miserably. Maybe these were the posts that were sitting in her drafts, that she wasnât really sure were up to being published on her blog?
I read in a review where someone complained about the number of times the joke about the publisher âhatingâ something had been done/written in the latest chapter. Yeah, sadly, that person was correct. It was over killed, really. I lost count of the number of times Lawson recycled that âjokeâ
I think my biggest arguement with the book is itâs not a memoire, not really. A memoire traditionally would actually have a bit of a story to it, would have some âflesh on the boneâ â this doesnât. Itâs superficial, rambling, all over the place and in desperate need of a really really good editor.
If you are a fan of the blog â stick to the blog! Do not read this book, as there is a better than not chance you will be disappointed. I was so disappointed I gave up on her blog.
So, when her book came out over here I wasn pretty excited & wanted to get it straight away, only it was pretty expensive, so it had to wait a bit. Then things happened & I became the recipient of an amazon gift card, so I (of course!) bought Letâs Pretend This Never Happened.
Everyone was raving about it. That is so rarely a good thing in my reading experience. Not often have I enjoyed a book that everyone else was raving about & sadly this was no exception. Lawson begins the book by admitting that someone somewhere is going to be offended by her book, by the things she has written/is saying & well, I was at one point.
The book starts out well enough â I did laugh in a few places, but they were more chuckles, than the belly laughs that I was used to from reading her blog. And, honestly, it just got worse from there. There is no sort of cohesion to the blog, itâs just randomness clumped together into book format. It doesnât follow a timeline, or any kind of theme â itâs really just a bunch of her blog posts called a book. Only, there is something missing, it isnât really like her blog. It isnât really funny â itâs almost like sheâs desperately trying to be funny & failing miserably. Maybe these were the posts that were sitting in her drafts, that she wasnât really sure were up to being published on her blog?
I read in a review where someone complained about the number of times the joke about the publisher âhatingâ something had been done/written in the latest chapter. Yeah, sadly, that person was correct. It was over killed, really. I lost count of the number of times Lawson recycled that âjokeâ
I think my biggest arguement with the book is itâs not a memoire, not really. A memoire traditionally would actually have a bit of a story to it, would have some âflesh on the boneâ â this doesnât. Itâs superficial, rambling, all over the place and in desperate need of a really really good editor.
If you are a fan of the blog â stick to the blog! Do not read this book, as there is a better than not chance you will be disappointed. I was so disappointed I gave up on her blog.
funny
lighthearted
reflective
medium-paced
Jenny's origin story is just as wild, funny, and macabre as she is.
emotional
funny
fast-paced
I pre-ordered this book at Amazon as soon as I heard about it. I've been reading The Bloggess for years, watched her struggle with her rheumatoid arthritis, her social anxiety, and her depression, all the while being one of the most joyful and optimistic presences on the internet. I was happy for her on a personal level that I rarely am when bloggers get book deals, and besides my real affection for her, I think a lot of it has to do with the fact that Let's Pretend This Never Happened isn't really a "blog" book, with blog entries stolen and bastardized into chapters*. It's a book that happens to be written by a blogger, and that's a huge difference.
*Except for the post-it chapter. And possibly the zombie Jesus chapter. But really, who gives a shit because those chapters are hilarious.
The Bloggess, aka Jenny Lawson, is not only one of the funniest people on the internet, she also happens to have the biggest and most outrageous imagination I've ever heard of, and her book is just as outrageous and inappropriate as I hoped it would be. Yes, it's laugh out loud funny, but there were parts where what I was reading was so ridiculous (just remember that I warned you about the squirrel hand puppet chapter) that I had to stop reading and share it with someone. I'm sure there are quite a lot of people who will be incredibly offended by Lawson's book, but those people don't deserve to have fun anyway.
Lawson traces her life from her incredibly bizarre and fucked up childhood (a childhood full of love, though -- don't mistake fucked up for FUCKED UP, if you know what I mean) spent in the Texas countryside, dirt-poor and with the weirdest parents any child has ever had, to her adult life with beleaguered husband Victor and their daughter Hailey. The book is funny, but it's also an examination of life viewed from the outside. Lawson writes that she has always felt different from other people, but as she's grown older, it's those differences that have allowed her opportunities that she would never had otherwise.
The one criticism that I have about the book is that after a while the jokes start to wear a little thin. She's writing in some cases about horrific things, and she's a funny person, so of course she's going to use humor as a coping mechanism, but pain and real details are the heart of memoir writing, and she masks them perhaps just a little too well. I found myself wishing that she would give us, her readers, just a little bit more realness in the midst of the insanity. Maybe I did the book a disservice by reading it so quickly. Maybe Lawson's very strong and unique voice is better suited to short bursts of reading than long marathons. Regardless, this is a book worth your time. Just don't read it in public or you might scare people with your convulsions of hysterical laughter.
*Except for the post-it chapter. And possibly the zombie Jesus chapter. But really, who gives a shit because those chapters are hilarious.
The Bloggess, aka Jenny Lawson, is not only one of the funniest people on the internet, she also happens to have the biggest and most outrageous imagination I've ever heard of, and her book is just as outrageous and inappropriate as I hoped it would be. Yes, it's laugh out loud funny, but there were parts where what I was reading was so ridiculous (just remember that I warned you about the squirrel hand puppet chapter) that I had to stop reading and share it with someone. I'm sure there are quite a lot of people who will be incredibly offended by Lawson's book, but those people don't deserve to have fun anyway.
Lawson traces her life from her incredibly bizarre and fucked up childhood (a childhood full of love, though -- don't mistake fucked up for FUCKED UP, if you know what I mean) spent in the Texas countryside, dirt-poor and with the weirdest parents any child has ever had, to her adult life with beleaguered husband Victor and their daughter Hailey. The book is funny, but it's also an examination of life viewed from the outside. Lawson writes that she has always felt different from other people, but as she's grown older, it's those differences that have allowed her opportunities that she would never had otherwise.
The one criticism that I have about the book is that after a while the jokes start to wear a little thin. She's writing in some cases about horrific things, and she's a funny person, so of course she's going to use humor as a coping mechanism, but pain and real details are the heart of memoir writing, and she masks them perhaps just a little too well. I found myself wishing that she would give us, her readers, just a little bit more realness in the midst of the insanity. Maybe I did the book a disservice by reading it so quickly. Maybe Lawson's very strong and unique voice is better suited to short bursts of reading than long marathons. Regardless, this is a book worth your time. Just don't read it in public or you might scare people with your convulsions of hysterical laughter.
Very few books make me laugh out loud. This book did that for me. Loved her writing.
The only reason I did not give a five star rating is because I found that a few times in the book, I did not care for her treatment of her husband. Maybe some people find it funny to disrespect ones spouse, but I do not.
The only reason I did not give a five star rating is because I found that a few times in the book, I did not care for her treatment of her husband. Maybe some people find it funny to disrespect ones spouse, but I do not.
adventurous
emotional
funny
hopeful
informative
inspiring
lighthearted
reflective
relaxing
sad
tense
fast-paced