Suswatibasu (1701 KP) rated Wishful Drinking in Books
Aug 14, 2017
Chernobyl Strawberries
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How would you make sense of your life if you thought it might end tomorrow? In this captivating and...
Defiant Diplomat George Platt Waller: American Consul in Nazi-Occupied Luxembourg, 1939-1941
Willard Allen Fletcher and Jean Tucker Fletcher
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American diplomat George Platt Waller's memoir of his experiences in Luxembourg from 1939-1941...
Peregrine Spring: A Master Falconer's Extraordinary Life with Birds of Prey
Elizabeth Marshall Thomas, Nancy Cowan and Sy Montgomery
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New York Times Bestseller Now in paperback, Nancy Cowan's memoir gives us a new perspective on the...
A Most Clarifying Battle: The Spirit and Cancer
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Part resource and part memoir, this is the work of an extraordinarily courageous and shining figure...
My Childhood
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'I could hear the frost crackling outside. Greenish moonbeams shone through windows covered with...
The Chocolate Lady (94 KP) rated I Am, I Am, I Am in Books
Oct 7, 2020
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ClareR (5681 KP) rated Black and Blue in Books
Jan 24, 2022
It was a book that flowed really well, and a quick read, even if it wasn’t an easy one in parts.
Recorder Plus : Audio And Voice Memo Recording
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Recorder Plus is the easiest way to record and playback sounds. and it records professional audio...
MelanieTheresa (997 KP) rated Horror Stories: A Memoir by Liz Phair in Books
Feb 27, 2020
It's a memoir, I KNOW it's a memoir, but there's no cohesive narrative and it kind of drives me nuts. It reads more like a collection of essays detailing specific pieces of her life, and it jumps all over the place. More disappointing, however, is that she comes across as kind of an asshole. I could forgive that, because hey, listen, we were all kind of assholes in our youth, no? But she seems so completely self-centered, self-involved, and spoiled that it rendered some of this very hard to get through, especially as I'd been fangirling about this book for a long time. I wanted to read about a bad ass indie rock queen, not a jerk who cheats on her husband for no discernible reason, thinks that throwing money at a cultural misunderstanding (that she caused) will make it go away, and whines about how the cute stock boy she's flirting with at Trader Joe's is actually engaged.
That being said, one of the final stories in the book very much got to me: she's at a lecture with her aging parents, and she's noticing how many of the attendees have trouble getting around due to their age and mobility issues. One of the older gentlemen attempts to get up to go outside, and he ends up falling in front of everyone, repeating over and over (with tears in his eyes) how embarrassed he is. She sees this, and once the gentlemen is seated next to her, she goes out of her way to bolster him (tells him he "fell like an athlete," then asks if he ever was an athlete), and holds a conversation with him throughout the remainder of the lecture to get his mind off of the entire incident. This act struck me as so kind that it almost redeems her for everything else in the book. And that is how Liz Phair was nearly able to bring me to tears at the tail end of a fairly lackluster memoir.