Helpful Score: 45
I picked this up thinking it could be funny and relatable. After 50 pages, I threw it across the room in a fit of annoyance. Ugh.
I haven't read any of this author's other books so maybe I'm missing something, but I just don't understand where her sense of entitlement and high self-esteem comes from. Because honestly, she just comes across as obnoxious and deluded and in desperate need of therapy. Her behavior is borderline sociopath.
And I had to laugh at her 'I'm such an urbanite, I could NEVER move to suburbs!' schtick. Bitch, please. You're from Indiana. Stop frontin'.
Oh, and don't get me started on the footnotes that litter the bottom of every single page. So. Annoying.
When are they going to stop giving every blogger with an audience a book deal? Seriously, just because you can churn out a couple of oh-so-insightful posts a day about the Blue Line and Lucky Charms doesn't mean you should write a book.
In a word: Ugh.
I haven't read any of this author's other books so maybe I'm missing something, but I just don't understand where her sense of entitlement and high self-esteem comes from. Because honestly, she just comes across as obnoxious and deluded and in desperate need of therapy. Her behavior is borderline sociopath.
And I had to laugh at her 'I'm such an urbanite, I could NEVER move to suburbs!' schtick. Bitch, please. You're from Indiana. Stop frontin'.
Oh, and don't get me started on the footnotes that litter the bottom of every single page. So. Annoying.
When are they going to stop giving every blogger with an audience a book deal? Seriously, just because you can churn out a couple of oh-so-insightful posts a day about the Blue Line and Lucky Charms doesn't mean you should write a book.
In a word: Ugh.
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