Get off the snowy roads and into a good book.
Right now, basically half our country is huddled inside against the snow and cold. We could all use something to read other than Facebook posts about the snow and cold, right?
It’s got David Sedaris’ blessing, and I don’t need much more than that to believe something’s funny. But in case you need something more, I’ll tell you that this is one of those books I thought I’d endure and ended up loving.
I picked it up at the library on a whim when the book I’d wanted was checked out. Soon, I was in readerly heaven, following this lovably witty, 20-something, suburban-turned-urban girl over to Portugal, up to Alaska, and around New York.
Crosley is funny, she’s clever, and above all, she’s real. She whispers to you about her idiot expat moments. She tells you about her learning disability. And if you make it to the last chapter, she shows you her emotional side through the details of a bad break-up.
By the time you exit the book, you’ll:
- Feel nostalgic for zit stickers,
- Forgive your horrible past roommates, and
- Understand what the author means by “If you have to ask, you can’t afford it.”
And when you’re done with that, try I Was Told There’d Be Cake.
Published in 2008, when Crosley was just shy of the 30-year mark, the book was a New York Times Bestseller and finalist for the Thurber Prize for American Humor.
I haven’t been able to get my hands on it yet, but I aim to very soon.