Friday, March 8, 2013

Let's Pretend This Never Happened

Let's Pretend This Never Happened
(A Mostly True Memoir)
Author: Jenny Lawson
Paperback: 384 pages
Publisher: Berkley Trade;
Paperback edition (March 5, 2013)
ISBN-13: 978-0425261019

Book Description
When Jenny Lawson was little, all she ever wanted was to fit in. That dream was cut short by her fantastically unbalanced father and a morbidly eccentric childhood. It did, however, open up an opportunity for Lawson to find the humor in the strange shame-spiral that is her life, and we are all the better for it.

Jenny Lawson realized that the most mortifying moments of our lives—the ones we’d like to pretend never happened—are in fact the ones that define us. In the #1 New York Times bestseller, Let’s Pretend This Never Happened, Lawson takes readers on a hilarious journey recalling her bizarre upbringing in rural Texas, her devastatingly awkward high school years, and her relationship with her long-suffering husband, Victor. Chapters include: “Stanley the Magical, Talking Squirrel”; “A Series of Angry Post-It Notes to My Husband”; “My Vagina Is Fine. Thanks for Asking”; “And Then I Snuck a Dead Cuban Alligator on an Airplane.” Pictures with captions (no one would believe these things without proof) accompany the text.

Idgie Says:
Well I don't know what to say except that you freaking have to read this book if you want a laugh.  It's like having a stand up comedian stuck in a book.  No drinking or eating while reading or you're going to choke.

Jenny manages to make what could be a dark passage about an impoverished life with a nutso dad hysterically funny to the point you could 'almost' be jealous.

The introduction is funny.  The footnotes are hysterical.  It sometimes rambles totally off the track of the original story and she even admits it right there on the page.

A note though for the sensitive sort - there is no holding back in this writing.  Nothing is sacred and the potty mouth is flying free.  

A clean excerpt that your mother can read.

An excerpt to keep your mother away from.