I’ve been talking about my self too much on this blog. The best way to cure loneliness is to be less self-centered. So in an effort to do that, I’m returning to my original goal for cmoonreed.com: write cool reviews of books, movies and music.
So here you go.
As you may remember, most of my books got sacrificed in my move from Arizona to Vegas. The few that remain are lost in boxes. So I’ve been limited to the books in my family’s guest room. Thus I started reading Running with Scissors a few days ago. I’m about halfway through.
The book is a dark confessional sold as a comedy. I can see how it would be considered funny in a David Sedaris way, but I’ve yet to laugh. Burroughs is successful in that he is able to remind exactly how scary it was to be a child. I don’t like reliving that feeling. And yet, I continue reading. This is maybe a trick on his part, but it works. (Full discretion: I hate dark, confessional memoirs.)
The author does happen to have a cool website that is a pattern for hipster stationary: www.augusten.com
