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There were so many times while reading this book that my husband asked me what was so funny....I just pointed to my kindle...because I couldn't speak from laughing so much. I was a little sad when I came to the last page...I've had such a wonderful time reminiscing with an old friend...at least that's what it felt like for me.
That was the only essay I found THAT funny, but the others have their moments.
Recommend it, esp. to 40-somethings born in the ‘70s who have raised kids. We can relate to a lot of it. ;)
I first had to get glasses the summer after second grade. They weren’t “cool” in the 80s and you didn’t have many frame options. I often wonder why my mother let me wear those things. They were serious coke-bottle type glasses. I was tortured for the better part of my adolescence and finally convinced my parents to get me contacts in the mid-90s. I had similar trials and errors with both of these and I can still remember the kids who made fun of me during those years. But the best part is when you see one of them working in a Subway sandwich shop and they try to ask you out years later. Hah! Nice try, dude.
With a name like Carrie, “Scary Carrie” and “Hairy Carrie” were plentiful. My younger brother was (and still is) spoiled beyond comprehension. I also wanted a sit ‘n’ spin, and did use my brothers when he was young. I’ve always been on the larger end of the spectrum (finally stopped growing at 5’10”) and had a rough time fitting much less spinning on that thing. I finally gave up and it still makes me sad. A friend of mine and I tried to wax our legs when we were teenagers; it ended badly. I could go on and on about similarities.
If you’ve ever been picked on as a kid (it wasn’t “bullying” back then and it made you tough) or found a random bruise that you have no clue where it came from or grew up in the 70s or 80s, I can assure you, you will love these short stories. I often found myself laughing out loud.
Ok, so enough about that. I found your writing to be a breath of fresh air, and hilarious to boot. I can relate to many of your thoughts and experiences and it takes a fine writer to want to make me want to transport back to the age of feathered hair and Dr Scholl's wooden clogs. You have a real talent, Kelly. Keep up the excellent writing and try to jog a few more of your splendid memories for future books. You are on the right path...you bring a slice of joy to your readers, and really, what more could one want as an author?
Tell your agent you need to be getting more exposure. More moms like mine (and daughters like me) need to know about you & your book.
I would truly love to give this book the 5-star, A-grade its stories and humor deserve. Really, I would. The English teacher in me, however, just can't overlook the need for proofreading. With a little polishing, this will be a 6-star winner!