OFFICIAL BOOK CLUB SELECTION
FAVE LINKEY-POO RIGHT THIS SECOND: If Kanye West has taught me anything, it’s that you don’t mess with tweens. Ever. Here’s what would have happened if he’d interrupted a few other folks besides Taylor.
If I could have stayed home from work today to read OFFICIAL BOOK CLUB SELECTION by Kathy Griffin, I would have. I love this book.
I probably sound like a broken record at this point, but I believe (and often say as much) that any writer who wants to be successful has got to bring it real in his/her book — fiction or nonfiction. They have to delve into the nitty gritty and look at some icky stuff and then make as much of a silk purse as they can out of that sow’s ear. (Unless you’re Joyce Carol Oates, in which case the sow’s ear molests you, ruins your life, and you die.) Ah-hem, anyway, Kathy brings it SO REAL in this book. She talks about everything. Ev. Re. Thing.
And because she talks about it and owns it, it has no power over her. And neither does anyone else. What are the tabloids going to say if Kathy beats them to the story? How can a journalist be hard on her when she’s being even harder on herself? How can something from her past haunt her when she’s faced it fully?
That’s bravery right there.
The book is funny, touching, smart, and insightful. I was a fan of Kathy’s before, but now I might be her number one fan.
Except for the stalking part.