It seems kind of silly for a book about writing to leave me at a loss for words but I can’t describe it any other way. Lamott speaks to the writer in me in my own language. There is both an optimism and a realism that is hard to describe. She doesn’t make aspirations to glory only to doing your best. My mother who put the book in my hands has begun work on a jar of mice to set on my desk as a reminder and I feel other quirks will develop because this is not a book I will read once. As soon as I closed it I wondered how many months or weeks I would go before I opened it again. There will be times when I read it from cover to cover again but there will also be times when I turn to a specific chapter or open it at random. I also am intrigued to read more in Lamott’s unique voice. My advice is for any writer to read this as a reminder of what it is all about.
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