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I loved Tina Fey’s Bossypants and Mindy Kaling’s Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me, so obviously the next step to complete the funny lady
trilogy on my bookshelf was Amy’s new book. I didn’t buy it immediately because
I wasn’t convinced I needed the hardback copy, but I found a Barnes and Noble
gift card and you can guess what happened next.
So the first thing I noticed when I scooped it off of the
front display was how heavy it is for its size and I was quick to find out
why. The print quality! Holy beautiful paper! It was fun to read just because the
book was so pretty. It’s like reading one of those $20/issue luxury
magazines. So GLOSSY! And the covers and dust jacket are really clever and
worth the read. You haven’t finished the book until you’ve read the back!
Amy talks a lot about how hard it is to write a book, I get
it. She can write movies and TV shows, but books are different and she had a
publishing house waving a check under her nose – that’s a lot of pressure.
Regardless, there seems to be a lot of self-loathing and moaning about having to
write the book. And while Amy is really funny, I didn’t find myself laughing
out loud like I did with Mindy or Tina’s book. I think I related more with
Mindy’s first book because we are closer in age and lifestyle, and Tina’s
book just flowed so well. Amy’s book talks a lot about kids, marriage and divorce – three
things I have not experienced. (Thank God)
I did have a special bonding moment during the chapter that
talks about sleep. No spoiler alerts, but Amy Poehler and I both suck at
sleeping. She found out in a sleep clinic, while my FitBit shamed me so badly that I
stopped wearing it to bed. Regardless, we are kindred spirits when it comes to
(not) sleeping.
I recommend this book, and I also recommend you read it instead
of listening to it. I tried to listen to the audiobook after I read it, but the
inflections in her voices and the timing of her jokes were different from where
I had placed them. It was weird and uncomfortable, like that time they cast a
redhead for the part of your favorite character who you always imagined
looking like Emma Watson, not Emma Stone. (Don't get me wrong, I love them both.)
Read
it, laugh, take her advice (it seems to be pretty sound) and then go watch BabyMama.
Overall, three out of five owls:
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