There isn't much to say about this book. I find David Sedaris's work delightful. His stories are amusing and honest. He's open with talking about his idiosyncrasies, as well as his family and loved ones.
I wrote a blog on My Quarter-life Crisis blog in the summer called What Would David Sedaris Do? My topic was about how one writes about people they know without making them mad, upsetting them, or making them uncomfortable.
One of Sedaris's essays is about how his sister felt uncomfortable telling him a story, as she was concerned he would run off with it as if it was his own to tell. He mentions how his family, after his successful books, would end all their stories by saying, 'You can't write about this,' or 'This is just between us.'
The same essay makes mention of one of his books being optioned. The concern wasn't that the screen writer and actors would get his family all wrong, but that shockingly, they would get them right.
I pretty much recommend anything by David Sedaris.
Next: God Hates Us All by Hank Moody*
