Rating – 0
I wanted to love this book. I really did! However, I didn’t even finish. This is such a rarity for me. I couldn’t tell you the last time I abandoned a book. This however, was not worth another minute of my time. I originally added this to my to-read list after reading great things about it. Since then, it seems as though I am not alone in this low opinion.
This is a memoir written by a former receptionist for The New Yorker. I found it to be more of a name dropping fiasco. There seemed to be no common theme holding things together. Instead, there was a lot of name dropping. To me, it almost seemed she was trying to become famous by association. She was a writer who never really accomplished her dreams and instead chose to write a memoir as her last shot.
Perhaps others found great insight in these short stories. I did not.