A review by thechanelmuse
Let Me Tell You What I Mean by Joan Didion

2.0

“…there comes a point at which every writer knows when a book is not working, and every writer also knows when the reserves of will and energy and memory and concentration required to make the thing work simply may not be available.”

Let me tell you…why this book is not for me. The foreword by Hilton Als is way too long and ends up spoiling the 12 essays. Why was that even necessary? As for the collection itself, it’s boring and not cohesive. Hopefully the next Joan Didion book I pick up will be the one for me.