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This was a charming book of essays. I forgot a lot about these books I read so long ago, and I didn't entirely relate to what a lot of the women remembered about their girlhood, but I still enjoyed these stories. Little glimpses back at books I loved, books I read more than once, books that helped girls to know whatever they were feeling was also felt-- maybe even understood-- by someone else. I recommend these essays... and maybe rereading your favorite Judy Blume book-- even if it's _Wifey_ :)
Yay, fixed link on Vox!! Woo-hoo!
While waiting on Vox to clean up its act, I've had a lot of time to reflect on this book. And yet, I'm still not sure what to say about it. I didn't dislike it-- the characters were full people, the story was told in an interesting order, the writing was good. But I don't think I liked it either-- I didn't especially like any of these full characters, I didn't really like how it ended, and it took me entirely too long to finish for me to suspect I liked it. So I guess this is a mixed review. The writing was good, encouraging me to maybe go look up one of her previous titles... but probably not in any hurry.
Me: I think Pandora is trying to creep me out
Ted: Oh?
Me: It just played Tupac, and now it's playing Marvin Gaye.
Ted: ... I don't follow.
Me: They're both dead.
Ted: Huh.
Me: No, nevermind. Pandora is just trying to fuck with me.
Ted: Yeah?
Me: Now it's playing Stevie Wonder's "Superstitious."
I miss you, Maire-Bear. Hope you have a good birthday weekend!
