Author: Pamela Druckerman
Published: May 29th 2018 by Penguin Press
Format: Hardcover, 288 pages
Genre: No idea, it seems to be a jumble
Source: My thanks the Publisher for an opportunity to read an advanced copy of this book.
This book read more like a research project than an actual book of fiction or is it a biography -- I have no idea what Pamela Druckerman’s intentions were. Once again, I had thought that since the author had a winning formula with “Bringing Up Bebe”, she would continue to entertain with a witty book full of humor and adulting advice.
If that is what you are looking for, you will not find it here unless you want instruction on the perfect gift for your soon to be 40-year-old husband which involves another woman. All of which is over told and the result of her telling her editor who of course wanted all the details in 2,000 words for publication. Then we tumble into a sudden cancer diagnosis that to me did not get nearly the same attention as the birthday gift. But then again, I guess it was not sensational enough.
For the most part, the chapters are long and drawn out with strange lists at the end resulting in a 40-year-old woman still trying to make friends, find the right clothes, and coming to a self-realization that she is not so unattractive after all.
All I got from this book is that Pamela Druckerman, a struggling writer has given up her self-identity to be what others want, and in doing so, thinks that the rest of the world wants to read about it. No. Next time, write about all the ridiculous things that happen during this decade. Write about the self-confidence that most women begin to feel. Write about the physical realities of not being twenty anymore. Your forties can be fantastic and humorous with the hard lessons learned in your twenties and thirties preparing you for this amazing time.
If that is what you are looking for, you will not find it here unless you want instruction on the perfect gift for your soon to be 40-year-old husband which involves another woman. All of which is over told and the result of her telling her editor who of course wanted all the details in 2,000 words for publication. Then we tumble into a sudden cancer diagnosis that to me did not get nearly the same attention as the birthday gift. But then again, I guess it was not sensational enough.
For the most part, the chapters are long and drawn out with strange lists at the end resulting in a 40-year-old woman still trying to make friends, find the right clothes, and coming to a self-realization that she is not so unattractive after all.
All I got from this book is that Pamela Druckerman, a struggling writer has given up her self-identity to be what others want, and in doing so, thinks that the rest of the world wants to read about it. No. Next time, write about all the ridiculous things that happen during this decade. Write about the self-confidence that most women begin to feel. Write about the physical realities of not being twenty anymore. Your forties can be fantastic and humorous with the hard lessons learned in your twenties and thirties preparing you for this amazing time.
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