“Took me a couple of tries to get into this book, which was recommend as a memoir "must read" by Dave Eggers during a recent workshop. (Traig's part of that mythical McSweeney's gang.) Once I got going, it was a breezy read -- great for passing time, but not much that stuck to my ribs after the fact. Some very funny stuff, but also a number of places where it felt like the author was trying TOO hard -- where a heavier editing hand and a "less is more" approach would have lent it the subtlety I think it's crying for.
In eschewing self-pity, Traig maybe errs too much on the side of levity and while you get a glimpse at the nightmare that is an OCD childhood, there isn't really a strong conclusion or any sense of the true impact of the disease, which I suspect is greater than the author lets on. ”
readjulia wrote this review Thursday, August 23, 2007.
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