Title: Not Tonight Susan, I Have Better Things to Read
Product review: With the jacket boasting a Sweet Potato Queen/Fanny Flagg comparison, I was expecting cute/sassy. Or fresh/brassy. Or even cheeky/bold, but I found this book to be, as promised, just crass/raunchy--and not in a good way. Writing good humor isn't easy-- offering this particular crassness instead of real storytelling doesn't cut it with me. (I kept thinking a middle-aged Britney Spears.) As for the essays themselves-- Zoloft in her husband's tea, the irritable uterus syndrome, buying a nursing dog in a parking lot -- these aren't funny, they're just kind of gross. Lacking talent and wit, she slides to the lowest common denominator: vulgarity.
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