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A review by wilsonthomasjoseph
Tibetan Peach Pie: A True Account of an Imaginative Life by Tom Robbins
I've read two not-so-promising Robbins books recently: this one and *Beer*. Shame.
Although I'm glad I read this. It gives you some Robbins personality that you can take with you when you read his other novels, but I can't help but think a lot of this is self-glorifying stuff. I would have rather a memoir than what he wrote here. Ironic since he thinks memoirs are the stuff of self-glory and takes a lot of pain to elucidate in his introduction.
I still love Robbins, and feel terrible giving such a bad reviews for his last two works, but you have to think that sometimes even the best don't hit their mark.
Although I'm glad I read this. It gives you some Robbins personality that you can take with you when you read his other novels, but I can't help but think a lot of this is self-glorifying stuff. I would have rather a memoir than what he wrote here. Ironic since he thinks memoirs are the stuff of self-glory and takes a lot of pain to elucidate in his introduction.
I still love Robbins, and feel terrible giving such a bad reviews for his last two works, but you have to think that sometimes even the best don't hit their mark.