These are just the top things that come to mind when I think about Jenny Lawson’s first book. Obviously immediately followed by is that a mouse dressed in Shakespearian garb on the cover (yes, yes it).
This author is a big old mess of my kind of crazy. She curses like a sailor, writes she’s
talking to an old friend and multiple times I laughed out loud (and rather
loudly to be honest). She takes you
through her childhood life in a small backward-ass town Texas that’s filled with wild animals acting inappropriately
indoors and the taxidermy shop her
father ran that was attached to her house.
Since most of this seems too ridiculous to even been (mostly) true there
are pictures and ladies and gentlemen they are indeed worth a thousand words.
There’s a bit of sad mixed in as she speaks candidly about
her anxiety and she social awkwardness but it’s nestled in there between the
porn addicted neighbor , the huge metal chicken and a love for dead animals
stuffed in little outfits so it still qualifies as a good summer read. Also the chapters are nice and short and it
doesn’t take a genius to follow along so it is the perfect book it pick up and
put down while enjoying the beach or wherever your summer activities take you. Looking forward to Book Number 2 so get on it.
I couldn’t resist including this excerpt from a Jen Lancaster
interview with the author 1. Because it’s hysterical and 2. Jenn Lancaster
kicks ass but since I can read faster than she can write I appreciate her
filling her fans in on other hysterical authors to read.
Lancaster: You appear to have a soft spot for dead, stuffed creatures, particularly if they’re clad in bowler hats or acting out a scene--please explain.
Lawson: My father is a professional taxidermist, so it’s not like I had a fighting chance. And besides, I think the real question here is, who wouldn’t be interested in ferrets in cancan dresses? Old anthropomorphic taxidermy is fascinating and I’ve collected an entire menagerie of creatures that make up my personal posse. Cuban pirate alligators, Shakespearean mice, heavily armed squirrels, vampire-slaying ducklings. I’m not sure how you say no to those. My husband can, but I’m fairly sure there’s something not right about him. Anyone who can turn his nose up at the Last Supper constructed of Victorian kittens has a problem. I suspect it’s because he’s a Republican.
Lancaster: Snooki or Kim Kardashian?
Lawson: Alphabetically, or in order of who is most likely to fuck up the youth of America? Because those are two different answers. Or possibly they aren’t, now that I think about it.
Interview lifted from http://www.amazon.com/Lets-Pretend-This-Never-Happened/dp/0399159010/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1340319473&sr=8-1&keywords=jenny+larson
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