This week (and let’s face it most weeks) I’m thankful to and for Amy Poehler.
After two really bad reading experiences in a row, I found myself in a bit of a reading slump. The thought of opening another book and being disappointed just didn’t appeal to me, so I found myself not reading anything at all. And then I opened Yes Please by Amy Poehler and all my faith in books and reading came flooding back. What a book, and what a woman for that matter. The book was every bit as wonderful as I’d hoped it would be. It was everything that Tina Fey’s Bossypants should have been but wasn’t. It was sage and funny and delightful – it was actually all of the words I would use to describe Amy herself (cos, you know, we’re so close and I know her so well and whatnot). She was open and honest about herself and her life, and generous with advice and gossip. And I could gush about it for many, many more lines, but really you should just stop reading me and start reading it.
So, anyway, thanks Amy.