This is a book I wrote. Because I wrote it, I had to figure out what to put on the back cover to explain what it is. I tried to write a long, third-person summary that would imply how great the book is and also sound vaguely authoritative–like maybe someone who isn’t me wrote it–but I soon discovered that I’m not sneaky enough to pull it off convincingly. So I decided to just make a list of things that are in the book:
Stories about things that happened to me
Stories about things that happened to other people because of me
Eight billion dollars*
Stories about dogs
The secret to eternal happiness*
*These are lies. Perhaps I have underestimated my sneakiness!
I laughed. A lot. Tears in my eyes, aching abdomen. Laughed so hard I was coughing and gagging.
I nearly did not read this book – I think it was because I was being a bit of a book snob… and I’m so glad that at midnight one night I thought ‘What the hey-‘ and could not put it down.
So in the early hours of morning I was sitting in bed wheezing and cackling until I finished it. Except for the part on depression, for that I was like 0_0
I was amazed at how expressive Allie Brosh drew the illustrations, having created them in Paintbrush and intentionally rough – I loved them! Upon seeing the first pic of her dog, I thought Ermagerd This is hilarious!
If you have dogs, or love dogs, or want a dog…. Or want to train dogs, this is a book for you.
Go read it. GO NOW! You won’t regret it.
The only reason I’m not giving it top ratings is because – yes, I’m definitely am a book snob.
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