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floralfox's review
4.0
I picked this up in a bookshop in New York because the it has the material I like in covers—those really smooth ones that make that lovely sound when you wipe your hand across it. I'm a sucker for those covers. I try not to bend the spine in them, and usually I don't care (generally because I like my books to look worn with love).
I bought it because the author was from Portland, Oregon, and I love all things Oregon being an Oregonian myself.
I've lately become one of those people that doesn't buy books unless I've heard of them or read the synopsis on Goodreads or something. What a silly habit to get into, because if I hadn't bought this on impulse, I'd probably never know about it, and I really ended up loving it.
Wells has a fluid writing style; it's relaxed and easy and makes me think she's so good that she probably didn't have to edit much. The book made me smile, laugh a little, and be happy to poke fun at myself. It had wry wit and accurate self-reflection on all this hipster-bohemian-hippie bullshit a lot of us Oregonians simultaneously partake in and negatively critique. Even if I wasn't part of some of the cliques and types she mentioned, I knew exactly who she was talking about. I also found her writing to continually stay strong even when she tried out the different styles in the concluding fictional story.
Wells is sarcastic and sounds like someone I'd want to be friends with. I look forward to her putting out more work.
I bought it because the author was from Portland, Oregon, and I love all things Oregon being an Oregonian myself.
I've lately become one of those people that doesn't buy books unless I've heard of them or read the synopsis on Goodreads or something. What a silly habit to get into, because if I hadn't bought this on impulse, I'd probably never know about it, and I really ended up loving it.
Wells has a fluid writing style; it's relaxed and easy and makes me think she's so good that she probably didn't have to edit much. The book made me smile, laugh a little, and be happy to poke fun at myself. It had wry wit and accurate self-reflection on all this hipster-bohemian-hippie bullshit a lot of us Oregonians simultaneously partake in and negatively critique. Even if I wasn't part of some of the cliques and types she mentioned, I knew exactly who she was talking about. I also found her writing to continually stay strong even when she tried out the different styles in the concluding fictional story.
Wells is sarcastic and sounds like someone I'd want to be friends with. I look forward to her putting out more work.
j0rdan0fjupit3r's review
3.0
I think I am perhaps lacking a bit of context for what would make this book a compelling or cohesive collection of essays. The only one that really did it for me was the book’s final piece, A Story, a Plathian short with a tenuous connection to the rest of the essays. But despite that, at least it was memorable.
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