Showing posts with label writer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writer. Show all posts

Thursday, July 8, 2010

LIZ: BOOK #30

Five Men Who Broke My Heart by Susan Shapiro

240 pages

Completed 7/7/10


This memoir was one I had wish-listed, but it had been so long that I had no idea what I was getting myself into when it finally arrived. I wasn't blown out of the water, to say the least. Chronicling Shapiro's short dive into her past and the lovers that accompanied said past, I found it a whiny and un-entertaining trip down memory lane.

Approaching 40 (why was I even drawn to this book?) and wanting a child (DEFINITELY confused as to why I chose this one...), Shapiro visits/emails/interviews five ex-boyfriends, all of whom annoyed me. Even her husband, who she seemed to be throwing under the bus the duration of the book, was obnoxious to me.

If you're feeling nostalgic about old boyfriends, are pining for a baby, or envy the lives of women who are, this is the book for you. For a twenty-something single girl who doesn't like kids or women whining about them, skip this one.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

LIZ: BOOK #25

The Carrie Diaries by Candace Bushnell

400 pages

Completed 5/31/10

The prequel to Bushnell's oh-so-popular Sex and the City, this book is definitely at a young adult level. Given the tame subjects and story lines throughout, I guess I cant say I'm surprised.

I am a die hard SATC fan...I can recite episodes, I actually DID read the original book, and annoyingly refer to things said as "remember when Carrie..." So I was excited for this cute little book. Introducing us to high school senior Carrie and her misfit group of friends and broken family, requisite bad boy, and chain smoking habit, nothing really blew me out of the water when reading this. But then again, I don't think I was really expecting much; this was just one of those books you HAVE to read because it comes out.

That being said (and be prepared, this is going to reveal just how corny the SATC girls make me feel), when Carrie's introduction to one of the other 3 women who plays an intrinsic in her NYC adventures, I legitimately got goosebumps. The way Bushnell made this book just about Carrie but also led the reader into her infamous future was done wonderfully, in my opinion.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

LIZ: BOOK #20

The Los Angeles Diaries: A Memoir by James Brown

224 pages

Completed 4/19/10

Overdue for a memoir I would enjoy, I picked this book up off the shelf it'd been sitting on for over a year. Brown allows the reader to delve into his drug and alcohol fueled existence with brief interruptions of his troubled childhood. Relationships with his disturbed mother, equally addicted brother and sister, a less than perfect father, and broken marriage with rarely-mentioned children paint a picture of a broken man.

Shaped by addiction, Brown's memoir is dark and haunted by the suicides of his siblings. However, as in most memoirs I enjoy, dry humor is laced throughout - both by the mere pathetic events that take place and Brown's own awareness.

Of note: the last chapter, focused on the author's suicidal sister, is written in a different way than the rest of the book. Normally, this would bother me; I like consistency in writing. However, the confusion and broken sentences allowed me to understand the desperation of the characters and the rise to the surface of addiction that Brown seemed to have made. With unanswered questions, I went to Google with searches of Brown's epilogue - to me, a successful memoir that led me to wanting more.

Saturday, March 27, 2010

LIZ: Book #16

Tweaked by Patrick Moore

215 pages

Completed 3/27/10

Another addiction memoir; this one not as intriguing as most I've read. More of a focus on his 10 year sober life, Moore didn't really succeed at making me connect with the story. After losing his lover to AIDS in the early nineties, and already in love with drugs, Moore spiraled into the world of meth. Now, having escaped NYC to California and moonlighting as a drug addiction counselor, he tends to flashback to some moments in his addiction-fueled life, but just not enough, in my opinion.

The most interesting parts of the book, for me, focused on Moore's relationship with his grandmother. Early in life with her idiosyncrasies, and later in life as she's dying. Her character left me wanting more, as opposed to Patrick's story.

To summarize, this memoir simply left me underwhelmed.