My book club is reading Erica Jong's Fear of Flying this month, and I got a third into it and HATED IT, so I swapped it out for the Caitlin Moran book which I am immediately madly in love with. I figure, if I'm going to read some feminist lit, let's make it ENJOYABLE... not self-indulgent 1974 ramblings about menstrual cunnilingus.
Yay!!! You make me laugh. So happy to see you appear in my Google Reader again. :)
Ha ha - I love this post. I have no idea who Mindy Kaling is, but have no interest in reading her blog. Ever.
By the way, my copy of FRG has been on pre order for ages - I presume it's coming out in the UK a little later? Can't wait xx
Katie, I can bring you a copy of FRG when we come if you like. It seems only fair since you were the one who gave me Caitlin Moran!
This is the stuff, Sarah. Watch out for an email from me.
See, that was easy - 700 words. More, please.
What do you and the Mr. do for a living? Besides have fabulous hair and listen to records? Wait, do people pay you for that? No fair.
I do something boring and Nick does something fun. If you hear of any openings in this record/hair industry, please let us know.
Thanks for the nice comments! This was fun.
This was great. I've been wanting to check out Caitlin Moran's book and the Sarah Brown Seal of Approval has certainly helped.
I don't know what's happening in the blogging world but I've missed your writing and am glad to read anything you put out there. I live in a VERY small town in the upper peninsula of MI and look forward to your posts. I was having a dark day and it just got lighter. Thank you!
YES to all of this. I had the same throw-the-book-across-the-room reaction only I couldn't because it was on my Kindle.
Adding How to Be a Woman to my To Read list now!
PS: I was so happy to see this post in my Greader today.
Oh, man. I think my feelings about Wendy McClure, author of The Wilder Life (an in-depth telling of one woman's obsession with Laura Ingalls Wilder), are pretty much on par with your feelings about Caitlin Moran. Of course, you've got to be nutty for the Little House books in order to have special feelings for Ms. McClure, but I happen to fall into that category. Only the Little House books, though. That Little House t.v. show nonsense is straight bullshit.
But here's a question for you that I often ponder about myself: Are you Mary Anne, Kristy, Claudia, or Stacey? (I am leaving Dawn out of this.)
Hello there! I've really missed your writing!
Thank you Nikki, that's really nice to hear.
Elizabeth, when I was of Babysitters Club age, I think I was a Mary Anne with Stacey aspirations. I liked to think I was Claudia because we both did art and had grandmothers named Mimi who lived with us, but I was a great speller and had horrible skin, so that was just a pipe dream. What about you?
I felt the same way about the Mindy Kailing book. Oy!
I love your tumblr, but love this blog too. Good to have you back, even if it is only temporary for now.
Also I love the comments. I had Claudia pipe dreams too.
You mentioned on your tumblr (tumbled?) recently that blogging was dead. Would you expand on that here? I think I agree with you. In lieu of that, what just really bugs you? I miss a good old Sarah B. rant.
A Mary Anne with Stacey aspirations is a fairly spot-on representation of me as well. However, since I am half-Asian, I always identified with Claudia (her terrible spelling and dislike of schoolwork aside, since I was enough of a Mary Anne to actually like schoolwork, and when, in one book, Claudia's sister spent a great deal of time studying the Baby-sitter's Club sign and wondering if they utilized the proper punctuation, I totally understood why she thought it might be an important clarification). Interestingly, when I outgrew the Baby-sitters Club, I got really into skateboarding and Jello Biafra, two things I don't imagine any of the Baby-sitters Club ladies ever taking a shine to.
Elizabeth, I think you and I would be friends.
There's a new trailer out for Lincoln. Thoughts? http://slog.thestranger.com/slog/archives/2012/09/13/what-do-you-think-of-the-lincoln-trailer
You know what, Sarah Brown? I kind of think so, too.
Hey Sarah Brown. Why didn't I drop you a line when you were in England and suffering your year of waiting/wishing? I was wishing/waiting in London too, for different things. You kept me company. I should have returned the favor. Regrets, I have a few.
Hey MadHiker, what were you wishing/waiting for back then?
Well, first I was wishing/waiting for my child to exit my body, and then I was waiting/wishing for my husband to come back from a 9 mo. stint in the U.S. Given that we were all born in different countries, I was also enjoying a larger-than-is-humane share of immigration paperwork. It was a harsh winter, wasn't it?
Stay funny Sarah Brown. Don't change for anyone!