A review by satyridae
The Good Times are Killing Me by Lynda Barry

4.0

Loved this! Barry is brilliant. One of her especial gifts, I think, is that she's retained the ability to pull out what her protagonist is focusing on with perfect tone. Sweat-stained armpits. Octopus furnace. Details that evoke age/time/place in a way that's entirely compelling. I loved the mini biographies at the end. My favorite part was the heartbreakingly poignant afterword.