It’s that time of year again and since I live in Karen central, I always make sure to read at least one banned book per year. And what bett
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It’s that time of year again and since I live in Karen central, I always make sure to read at least one banned book per year. And what better author to pick than the queen herself, Judy Blume?????
According to the interwebs, Blubber is banned “because of vulgar language and bullying. In the book all the girls in the class pick on a fat girl and call her mean names and never get punished, they also curse and are disrespectful.”
I’ll admit, it would have been great to see all these little d-bags get expelled for being such horrible humans, but I think the whole point in children reading books like this is for the parents to, you know, actually talk to them about the subject matter at hand. The ones who would opt to ban the book instead are probably the ones raising sociopaths like these relentless mean girls....more
But then the same night I picked up this library hold I came across a news article where one twatty mother had managed to ban over a dozen books in a local high school. So basically near children are allowed to fight and die for our country, but they can’t read about sex and/or gender whatsoever. Got it. Oh, and also the state decided keeping conversion therapy legal is also A-Okay so I live in a shithole.
Ziggy, Stardust and Me tackles conversion therapy in an aggressive One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest sort of way as it is set in 1973. I’ll be honest and say this story didn’t 100% work for me (the Ziggy Stardust parts served as more of a gimmick and a distraction to a solid narrative), but I always love a coming-of-age story and this was an important one to tell – touching not only on the aforementioned conversion therapy and being an outcast to your family for the way you were born, but also mistreatment of Native Americans and the Wounded Knee Occupation, realizing being gay doesn’t mean you’re “broken” so there’s absolutely nothing to be fixed, etc.
Boy, the knuckledraggers didn’t even have to put any effort into finding this one. Sonora Reyes did all the work for them with this title!
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Boy, the knuckledraggers didn’t even have to put any effort into finding this one. Sonora Reyes did all the work for them with this title!
I read this last week for Banned Books Week and of course failed to review it on time because that is what I do. The story here is about Yami – a teen who, along with her brother, has transferred to a private Catholic school after being outed and ostracized by her former best friend and due to her brother’s inability to stay out of trouble. Her goals for the new year are simple . . . .
1. Find a new best friend. 2. Don’t be gay about it.
Throughout the course of the book you learn about why Yami’s brother was having issues, meet her parents – neither of which are approving of homosexuality and one who was deported, and experience first love. Also included are some helpful doses of facts . . . .
If I’m “living a lie,” then so is every straight person who’s never “come out” to every single person in their life about their sexuality. I shouldn’t have to talk about it if I don’t want to.
Aside from being “too gay” – there’s zero reason why this book would ever be an issue to the crazies. It’s a typical young adult type of story that would easily translate over to Netflix like the trillions of other teenage romance books that have been converted to film in the past. A little meatier dealing with the homophobia aspect, but all in all a feel good type of coming of age story. I’ve stepped back from my YA reading in the past few years and find my complaints to be those of a grown-up that might not even bother the targeted audience. I was interested in knowing more about the mother and father’s relationship – how he got deported – how they managed to maintain a family while being so far removed – etc., but this was Yami’s story and not the parents so that’s my issue and not the book’s. I have plenty of other complaints regarding the mother, but I prefer to leave my reviews spoiler free so I’ll just leave it with she need a good shaking for more than one reason. The characters could have used a lot more dimension, the story was nothing super new and I’m fairly certain real life situations like these wouldn’t get tied up with a big bright bow at the end, but again I’m not a kid so what does my old Boomer ass know?
Now a longlister for The National Book Award. ...more
But per usual I didn’t ever post anything. To briefly sum things up, this is a little picture book that goes over the basics of what you might see at a Gay Pride Parade. At the end it features a “glossary” of sorts explaining in more detail the historical markers or symbolism contained on each page for parents who aren’t educated on the subject. I’m sure it was challenged due to the fact that . . . .
This is the cautionary tale of three different girls who each fall into the same “bad boy’s” web. Truth be told, I was looking for more of a “John Tucker Must Die” vibe or at least for it to get around the school that this fella had a tiny pecker or something, but sadly that was not meant to be. Basically this was . . . .
I’m clearly not the target demographic, so teenage girls might really find this relatable. As an oldster I found the characters to be severely one-dimensional and the pacing to be on fast-forward. ...more
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The fact that this is a PICTURE BOOK and hardly any narrative is included at all is what makes it brilliant. Well, that and the artwork. Those watercolors are 5 Stars. Because so much is left unsaid, Julian Is A Mermaid can be about whatever anyone wants it to be. Mermaids, imagination, expressing yourself, acceptance, all bodies are beautiful bodies, etc., etc., etc.
Of course since only children are amazing and adults are buttholes, this has made the far right’s hit list in order to challenge and/or ban it as well as the hit list of the far left arguing that “this is not Jessica Love’s story to tell.” Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh . . . . .
Good grief. Don’t buy the book or leave it on the library bookshelf if it’s not your cup of tea. But STFU about it so everyone else who isn’t offended by everything can enjoy it.
Really the only thing anyone should be bringing up about this story as far as I’m concerned? Who in the world has a Grandma that would let you rip down her fancy lace sheer curtains to play dress up and not whoop yo ass? I could have used one of those kinds of grannies when I was a kid! ...more
As well as most of the nonfiction (for now at least – I’m not a huge nonfiction reader) and went to the library website to see what selections were available. I grabbed several (I’ll get around to reviewing them eventually) and then I saw an article where Sandra Cisneros (a Mexican author) offered her support to Jeanine Cummins’ release and explained her reasons for doing so with grace and eloquence which made The House on Mango Street get bumped to the forefront.
I should have read this book eons ago not only because it is considered a coming-of-age modern classic, or because it was an American Book Award winner, but also because of its perpetual status as a Banned and/or Challenged Book. (The House on Mango Street (along with others by Latino authors) was actually banned from ethnic studies classes by the Arizona legislature in 2012). Those are all lists that I pay attention to and since I read a couple hundred books per year I always just figured I’d get around to it.
I will also admit I am the absolute worst when it comes to remembering author names. Until the big blow up last month I didn't even think it was odd to never know who wrote what (that's what Alexa is for, right?) and I certainly don't do background checks for #ownvoices before requesting ARCs or reserving selections at the library. I can’t see that changing either, because as a reader/reviewer I have pretty much zero interest in the who/why/when/where/how behind a fictional release – I simply want a good story. Writers should write and if it’s good the people will read it. And it may not be fair for one person to get nearly a million dollars for a book while another (Cisneros in particular) makes practically nothing for ten years after her book is released, that’s a whoooooooooooooooole different issue than “who is allowed to write a particular book.”
So now that you have all that unnecessary information, let me tell you this book is freaking phenomenal. At little more than 100 pages, Cisneros packs not only some of her personal history, but also that of a neighborhood and an entire culture into what I saw someone call a “story collage” – vignettes of a few pages each that truly leave their mark. Her prose is lyrical; her messages regarding race and socioeconomic status and gender roles punch you in the face with feeling and authenticity. At over 25-years old The House on Mango Street reads like it could have been written yesterday. This absolutely should remain a requirement for students and I am thrilled to see that it is being adapted into a television show. As Cisneros herself says . . . .
You must remember to come back. For the ones who cannot leave as easily as you.
This book ensures that no one will forget where she came from.
And since I spend about half my life complaining about ugly covers, can I just take a minute to give a major shout-out to Alejandro Romero’s artwork??????
You go fancy library! You may not have mommy’s special types of science books that she likes, but you is smart, you is kind and you is important.
The story here is just what it says – a day in the life of a little bunny called Marlon Bundo. Marlon lives in a big old house called the White House with his grandpa, Mike Pence . . . .
*hold for groans – hold for groans*
There’s not a whole lot for a little bunny to do and Marlon is lonely *sadface* - untillllllllll he meets another bunny named Wesley and they fall into instalove (which normally would equal one star, but rabbits do have a reputation to withhold so it gets a pass) and decide they never want to hop alone again. But the Stink Bug in Charge has other plans . . . .
You see, he has already determined boy bunnies can only marry girl bunnies. So the bunnies (and hedgehogs and badgers and cats and otters and on and on and on) exercise their rights and vote that old stinker right out of office!
Okay, so I may have spoiled the entire thing, but hopefully no one cares. The whole point of this story is to teach the lesson that . . . .
Everyone is different. And different is NOT bad.
And to take a bit of the piss out of the uggos who are currently running the asylum country. All 5 Stars are granted simply for the fact that the proceeds from this book are 100% directed to charity. Now everyone go read a banned or challenged book. ...more
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2.5 Stars
Let’s play a little bit of catch-up. I mean, not the type that I actually need to do which are the 40 other books I have yet to review ranging all the way back to the beginning of the year, but the type where I half-ass talk about a graphic novel I read last week for . . . .
Basically, This One Summer is about just that – one summer. The summer in question is the final one where the balance between remaining a kid and becoming a grown-up begins to shift. While at the beach, this is the year where Rose wants to spend less time digging holes with her pal Windy and more time noticing the local boys and wondering if her boobs are ever going to come in. It’s also the year after something terrible happened to her parents causing constant arguments and uncomfortable silences.
This story was challenged basically for being a coming of age story, proving once again that this country is full of people who make me say . . . . .
The big shock and awe factor this time around? Teen pregnancy. The horror. I’m giving this 2.5 Stars because there wasn’t anything wrong with it – it just wasn’t my idea of a great time. I’m rounding up because the artwork was excellent . . . .
This was also the first time I’ve ever read a graphic novel on the ol’ Kindle. I have to say, while paper will always be my medium of choice when it comes to “pitcherbooks” – reading this electronically wasn’t nearly as painful as I thought it would be.
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Drama was meant to be a Banned Books Week selection, but the wait list at the library was a little longer than anticipated (and hopefully full of children who were taking a stand against censorship and not just old ladies like me). Why it’s banned or challenged? Homosexuality – in the form of first crushes. In all actuality it's about the cast, but mainly crew, of the school play and all the goings on while they try to make it to opening night while battling first crushes, first heartbreak, mean girls, best friends, and all the other goings on of your typical 8th grader.
Dear Other Humans: It shouldn’t be that hard of a choice to make . . .
ANY book that a person wants to read is a book that should be available for reading.
As for any kiddo who might come across this “review?” Do you, little boo. Be true to yourself –you can play sports or be in the band or be in drama or want to kiss a girl or a boy – just be a good person. And now Imma borrow someone else’s much better words than my own do the talking . . . .
♫♪♫ When the sharpest words wanna cut me down I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out I am brave, I am bruised I am who I'm meant to be, this is me
Look out 'cause here I come And I'm marching on to the beat I drum I'm not scared to be seen I make no apologies
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3.5 Stars
“Never get in the car. That’s what they tell you. Once you get in the car, you’re dead. They used to teach us that at school. How you shouldn’t talk to strangers. How if a car drives up alongside you, you turn and walk in the other direction. But whoever taught us that never had someone threatening their best friend with a knife.”
I requested Amy Chelsea Stacie Dee during Banned Books Week and ended up reading it in early October when my turn at the library came around. I suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck at reviewing - therefore I’ll keep this one short and sweet. This book gets 4 Stars because it was marketed appropriately – as Young Adult. I appreciate envelope pushing subject matter, which this one definitely has. But for adults who don’t often read YA, you may find yourself reacting like this before you finally get to the big reveal . . . .
And an ending that gets tied up with a pretty bow. If you choose to read this, just remember it was really written for kids so shut ya old ass up. Just kidding!...more
I thought my schedule only allowed time for one banned/challenged book this week, but I guess I should know by now not to underestimate my reading superpower. Especially when the library had this one available as a little 10-minute audio choice. I opted for that version because me likey the listeny stuff sometimes and . . . .
Boy this little book has something to offend EVERYONE. The PETA people who think penguins shouldn’t be kept in captivity to begin with, the “only straight married couples should be allowed to adopt,” the homophobes generically. Justin Richardson and Peter Parnell obviously subscribe to the go big or go home approach to writing a sure-to-be challenged book!
Okay, so obviously I’m a big tree hugging lib – at least as far as book reading is concerned. My question is, WTF difference does it make if this book is in a school library? You’re a member of the alt-right movement? YOU be the butthole who is willing to label yourself a butthole and send a note to school that says YOUR kid can’t read this book because you don’t approve of the message. YOU. SOLO. ALONE. Don’t take it off the shelves for everyone else. I mean dang, it’s a book about penguins who adopt a baby that would have never had a chance to survive otherwise (the pro-life people should have been all in favor of this one, FFS). Unless you plan on Little Billy only living on the compound with his sisterwives his entire life this is a pretty benign way of showing how not all families look the same but that it always “takes two to make a Tango” . . . .
And if you think you could win parenthood better than Neil Patrick Harris and David Burtka (Spoiler Alert: a GAY couple), I triple-dog dare you to prove it . . . .
Okay, this one DID. NOT. stand the test of time. Released in 1975, Forever … topped the Banned Books charts due to its direct approach to teenagers having sexual relationships. Sadly it did not weather well. From the abuse of ellipses (and coming from me you KNOW there were a lot, because I myself am a fan), to the terrible writing, to the leading male that would have modern-day girls declaring #metoo, to the girl who wanted “forever” – only to want to mack on the next available dude the moment her true love was not close by, to the bizarro addition of a suicidal friend storyline – all being presented by characters with absolutely ZERO dimension.
Once upon a time this was a coveted little book that many of us weren’t allowed to read – much like Flowers in the Attic. Shelby and I cracked ourselves up last night talking about how these were verboten . . . and yet we were totally stealing the ongoing saga of Lucky Santangelo off our momma’s nightstands like sneaky bastards every chance we got. Back in the day Young Kelly might have found this super smexy. Old Kelly did not and will just go back to what she’s good at . . . .
Y’all got your banned book ready? No time like the present. I have been reading at least one banned or challenged book during Banned Books Week for years now. Mainly to make sure my children always know that no one’s voice should ever be silenced. This year I chose George - because it made this list . . . .
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The premise behind George is pretty simple . . .
It was such a short, little question, but she couldn’t make her mouth form the sounds. Mom, what if I’m a girl?
George is advertised as a middle-grade book, but really unless you’re one of the buttholes who doesn’t want the thing in schools at all, it would be perfect for older elementary students. It’s not a story that gets preachy with a message, the characters are too young to be interested in boyfriend/girlfriend relationships so there’s no kissing or sex, it doesn’t insist on understanding all of the ABCs regarding gender identity – it simply asks for acknowledgment. I thought it was wonderful and once you got to know George, it was hard not to support her. If everyone took a second to think of the human behind the issue rather than their black and white view of the issue itself, maybe the world wouldn’t be such a crummy place....more
“There’s need,” she said. “God knows there’s need.” Her voice was awesome, biblical. “Find all of my reviews at: http://52bookminimum.blogspot.com/
“There’s need,” she said. “God knows there’s need.” Her voice was awesome, biblical. “God knows.”
Bastard Out of Carolina had been on my TBR for an age due its prevalence on the annual Banned Books List. I’m not quite sure why I never got around to reading it before now, but since I’ve rectified that situation I would be a strong proponent for this being taught as a companion piece to To Kill A Mockingbird in high school literature classes. After all . . . .
Much like Mockingbird this is an unforgettable coming of age story that will forever stand the test of time. It just presents a different take on things: What if you were told about the childhood experiences of one of the Ewell girl children rather than Scout Finch? Or as the book points out on a couple of different occasions – what if you read about the dirty white-trash Slatterys rather than the O’Haras in Gone with the Wind?
The Black As Mitchell’s Heart label should be taken into consideration 100% before picking this up because it is as bleak and brutal as they come and it absolutely shredded what’s left of mine. Credit to Ms. Allison's writing where it is due because some of the alluded to moments in this book are the most powerful - and the one scene that is absolutely in-your-face completely gutted me....more
When I first started TTYL I figured what the powers-that-be thought of as “offensive” material was the fact that the entire thing was written in text format . . . .
Any “adult content” - and trust me when I say I’m using that term for lack of anything better because really the “controversial” subject matter was regarding a teacher who might have been a . . . .
And realizing that wanting to be popular might not end up being all you thought it would be because sometimes you find out this about your new “friends” . . . .
It was all delivered in very much a PG-rated way. The real story here was simply the daily goings on between three besties for the resties told via text. You have naïve, sweet little Zoe . . . .
This book was about as benign as it could get while still having a bit of real-life issues thrown in. It was cute and relatable, but definitely not something that would change anyone’s life. I would put money that most kids who read this will only have a vague recollection of it once they are grown (unless they have an eidetic memory). Wanting this banned just shows what a giant asshole you are....more
Do you actually think that by removing stories like these from school libraries that it will also magically eliminate any nastiness from ever occurring to your speshul snowflakes???? I mean, I understand that Virginia might not be everyone’s idea of a great time, but silencing her won’t keep the superbadawful stuff from happening.
The good news is, I loved Virginia enough for at least 20 or 25 naysayers. And I loved the messages contained in this little slice of awesome even more. Sure things got wrapped up in a tidier way than would happen in real life, but it’s a YA book FFS. What’s the message supposed to be? “Everything is horrible and life sucks?” That’s what the grit lit genre is for.
So what kind of things are within the pages of this little gem? Well, I’ll tell you. But first, to all the helicopter parents out there . . . .
The Earth, My Butt, and Other Big Round Things tells some straight up truths such as . . . .
“Losing your virginity is sloppy and painful and about as fun as getting your toe amputated, so it should definitely happen with someone you care about.”
Virginia learns that maybe her brother didn’t really deserve to be put up on a pedestal like she always thought when he gets kicked out of college . . .
This is one of those times where I really wish Goodreads had half stars, because this was a classic case of a perfectly average book. Killing Mr. Griffin went on my TBR simply for the fact that when I Googled “banned books” it was one of the first I hadn’t already read (and that I might want to) that popped up. I have to admit, if I were a teacher and saw a kid reading a title like this, I might want to disappear all the copies from the school right quick too!
The story here is one that is probably familiar to most . . . .
“That Griffin’s the sort of guy you’d like to kill.” “Well, why don’t we then?”
But not really. The plan is to get revenge on the literature teacher who has made a group of student lives’ hell all year. They’ll kidnap Brian Griffin . . .
Drive him out to the middle of nowhere, make him beg for his freedom while promising to stop being such a shit human being and then let him go. The only thing no one expected? Mr. Griffin’s heart condition. The rest of the story is just how far they are willing to go in order to make sure their little escapade remains under wraps.
There’s a chance I would have been more generous with my rating, if a truly horribly executed bait and switch hadn’t been attempted. My initial thought was “good lord, for something published in 1990 this seems REALLY dated.” Then I noticed the original publication date was 1978. It’s not the worst thing in the world for a book not to stand the test of time, and really the subject matter here was waaaaaay provocative for young adult at the time.
That being said, allow me a moment to offer a nickel’s worth of free advice to the powers that be: DO NOT TRY AND EDIT BITS OF A BOOK TO MAKE IT SEEM NEW. Not unless you’re going to re-write the whole shebang. You can’t make the occasional edit by throwing in references to things like DVDs and cell phones, without eliminating all of the left-in blasts from the past like girls getting phone calls on the family LANDLINE or riding around in cars with bench seats . . . . .
But the best had to be wishing they had an iPod while burying the body because . . .
“A little music makes work go faster. Besides, there’s always music at funerals. We could pick out some good songs for this one. ‘Down by the Old Mill Stream’ would be appropriate, or that Scottish thing, ‘Where, oh, where, has my highland laddie gone?”
Have no fear, though, as an attempt was quickly made to modernize this with reference to “that old group, the Grateful Dead” . . . . . Only to have the train fall completely off the rails again with “Brush Away the Blue-Tail Fly” . . . .
By the time I was finished reading I was thinking 1978 might have been a re-pub date as well because this sucker seemed like it was from the ‘50s. So, there’s the reason it was a fail for me and I'm rounding down because whoever decided to hack into this did it a huge disservice and should have just left it alone FFS. On the bright side, I didn’t realize Killing Mr. Griffin was written by the same author who wrote one of my fave guilty pleasures . . .
I’m going on a road trip this weekend with my oldest so he can play some college showcase ball. I’m hoping he follows the tradition of what he does when his father takes him on these excursions and immediately falls asleep for the entire car ride. If he does this will be my first audiobook experience . . . .
Good morning Goodreaders! Please be forewarned: If you aren’t familiar with me and are here because this (1) randomly showed up on your feed due to a mutual acquaintance we share or (2) because you are expecting a super smart opinion piece on a modern classic, I have one thing to say to you . . . . .
In case the .gif didn’t clue you in, I’m not going to offer any sort of literary insight in this space. What I am going to do is what I always do, which is - not talk about the book for a bit.
Still here? Probably not. For the three of you who are, you’re probably actual friends of mine and are asking “how the hell did this get on her TBR?” or “she does know this isn’t a porno or a young adult selection, right?” Amazingly, the answer is YES I do know things – even that this won the Booker Prize . . . . . .
If you know me, you’ll know I’m a real whore when it comes to getting free swag from the library. The artist formerly known as the Adult WINTER Reading Challenge has now become the Adult SUMMER Reading Challenge and I will do whatever it takes in order to win this season’s prize pint glass that I can drink mass quantities of beer from . . . . .
Allow me a moment to apologize to my pal Kristin. You see, Kristin is one of only a few people (I’m talking you can count them on one hand and still have fingers left over) who has been able to break the fourth wall and become my friend on Facebook as well as Goodreads (meaning she’s the one who can confirm I’m really as awful everywhere as I am here and am not Catfishing you) so she’s being inundated with updates regarding my joy. I’m picturing her saying something along these lines once she sees this post . . . . .
I’m truly sorry Kristin. I wish Erica weren’t such a horrible librarian and would take care of your request for free shit.
Anyway, back on “topic” (HA!). As you can see above, the theme this year is to “Push Your Shelf” which kind of blows because I’m more than content here in my bubble. Buuuuuuuuuut (surprising as it may be), I do like to follow the rules of the challenge. The generic terms to win the glass are “read 5 books between X and Y date,” which we all know is easy peezy lemon squeezy for yours truly. The “pushing your shelf” means you’re supposed to read something that takes you out of your comfort zone – which I didn’t think was possible since, you know, I live with Mitchell. Turns out “comfort zone” for this one equated to smarty farty and had me looking a lil’ summin’ like this for quite a while . . . .
As the author says in the Q&A section, The God Of Small Things “begins at the end and ends in the middle.” Readers are aware early on that a child has died, that a twin was sent away to live with his father and returned 23 years later, that his sister has returned to India from America in order to reunite and that a forbidden romance of some sort took place. It takes nearly the remainder of the book to circle back around in order to fill in the details regarding these events. AND IT WAS SERIOUSLY PURPLE IN PROSE. That was nearly a dealbreaker for me. The characters, setting, etc. had me pretty enraptured, but I am just not a superfan of “beautiful” writing. Lucky for me, there were moments like these that a simpleton such as myself could enjoy . . . .
“He might change,” Ammu says.
“How d’you mean? Change into what?” Sophie Mol asked.
“Into a Male Chauvinist Pig,” Rahel said.
“Very unlikely,” Estha said.
^^^^Estha being a young boy at the time and the potential “male chauvinist pig” in question.
While this selection was a bit of a slog for me, the “round about” delivery ended up being pretty brilliant and I am very glad it was one of the recommended reads for this challenge as I would have never read it if that hadn’t happened. I also discovered the author was charged with a criminal offense of “corrupting public morality” and tied up in court proceedings for years which means I probably need to put better locks on the doors so Mitchell can’t track her down. As for the moment in the book that caused the charge??????
Ha! You know I don’t have that reaction to most anything. Actually I thought the scene in question cheapened what otherwise was a real one-of-a-kind type of read....more
Confession time: The only reason I read Fun Home was because it was on the list of most challenged or banned books last year, I had already read more than half of the others on the list and there was a snowball’s chance in hell I’d opt to read The Bible for pleasure.
I had also never heard of Alison Bechdel prior to snatching this one up from the library display (such a badass, right????) and had to Google “The Bechdel Test” to find out WTF it was. And after doing so?????
Yowza. (And please note the irony of my first Bechdel experience being ALLLLLLLLLL about her father – A MAN.)
I’m also someone who can’t help but question the level of narcissism required for a fairly non-famous person (on the scale from obscurity to Kardashian) to think their life story is that which others would want to read. Thus was the case when I was reading this. If you are a bibliophile there is a chance you will get wrapped up in the name dropping of Fitzgerald and Joyce and Hemingway and Salinger, but if you are a not-so-bright schmuck like myself (or especially this week maybe a teenager attempting to push the envelope by reading something that has been challenged), you might find your reaction to be more along these lines . . . .
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