When I’m not over-stressing about due dates and my continual cursing of the German language for being hard, I crave a “book of one’s own.” This past weekend, I had just that. In what was pretty much a 48-hour period, I read two funny and completely well-written books (the second, I will write about at a later date).
Mindy Kaling’s book was a page turner to say the least. Even in her prologue she says the book should only take two days and nothing more. Any free moment I had, I found myself totally engrossed in it. Just as a quick catch-up: Mindy Kaling is a writer for The Office as well as one of the actors on the show.
I’m hesitant to label this a collection of essays but more like Kaling and I have sat down to eat the tasty strawberry pastries at the cafe down the street and we’re just chit-chatting (mostly her talking and me trying not to spit out the pastry from too much laughing). I have a problem with what I have termed “power reading”¹ and wished I could have savored this book longer (but I suppose that was not her intention).
I love non-fiction books that fall under the David Sedaris Column (whatever that may be). Well-written, funny & hilarious without being just a cheap gag, and clearly not penned by a ghost writer.
Her publisher put up an excerpt online.
¹ For the past few years, I have been a sufferer of power reading. I’m having an incredibly difficult time curing this malady. When I have a chance, I will write a post about power reading–both the good and the bad.