memoir

I had painted the bedroom, bought the books and hung the pictures. But no amount of preparation could ready me for the trying and touching moments of the first few months with my newly adopted six-year-old son

Jenny Lawson is a blogger and also has a daughter, but she’s not a mommy blogger. Irreverent, wildly funny, often inappropriate, she’s one of a new breed of online diarists—like Heather B. Armstrong or Kelly Oxford—who are as likely to drop the F-bomb as boast about their offspring.

This book is as loose and sexy and dark as an early Lucinda Williams song. I can’t wait to get swept up in the journey.

Nothing brings your favourite childhood author to life like reading his personal autobiography.

The book that captures what every summer should be about: one epic adventure.