Do you laugh enough as an adult? Sometimes I feel like what's missing from my life is that real laughter--the kind that you can't stop. The kind that makes you cry. (The kind that goats give me.)
This week, I read a book that gave me serious and real laughter. I'm not sure how I've missed The Blogess all these years, but I think I'd heard of her but thought she sounded so famous, she must not need another reader like little old me. Then I read her book.
Let's Pretend This Never Happened is an insane ride of a memoir. A carnival of taxidermied animals and generalized-anxiety-disorder-fueled conversations that you won't want to get off at the end.My only complaint was that at times the rambling-ness went on maybe two paces past what I would prefer. But this is the style of Jenny Lawson. And there were only a few places that I would complain, so it's small. (But I like to complain, so I had to mention it.) I actually angered people (Mom) who were in the room with me while I was reading and laughing out loud. So you might want to read this alone or else warn the people in the room with you.
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[I should give this warning for some of my readers, who have more innocent eyes than I do--LANGUAGE. There is a lot of it. You don't really need the warning, as the first few pages will alert you to this, but I thought I should tell you anyway]
This is a sponsored post via BlogHer Book Club, but all thoughts and opinions are my own.