rating: 4 of 5 stars
I heard Meredith Norton on the radio a few weeks back getting interviewed about this book and reading passages of it. I was somewhere on 280 and I remember the moment so clearly that the side of the freeway wall is now, unforgettable. Her wit, humor and skewed perspectives were so funny and inspiring that I ordered the book almost as soon as I was not driving. Now that I have read the book, I am a tiny bit disappointed. Although I enjoyed it very much, in fact I laughed so loud in bed that Dutch had to put the pillows over his head so he could continue sleeping. It wasn't a long book, and it ended suddenly, so the overall effect was that I only read half the book. I wanted to know what happened to her husband Thibault, because her auther's blurb only mentioned herself and her son "living in Sonoma Co" and he didn't even get a mention in the acknowledgements, even though he is a constant, supportive presence in the book. I was also irritated by the jacket's constant comparison of her to David Sedaris, which I really didn't think was fair or true. Sedaris comes off in his writing as having a teflon, slightly non-human core, while Norton's vulnerable self is clearly evident. I eagerly look forward to any more books she choses to publish.
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