Just go buy this and read it and love it. Can my review end there? No? Well, all right. I’ll give you a few reasons. 😛
I have been watching and re-watching Gilmore Girls since it came out in 2000. There I was, at the ripe old age of thirteen (stop doing the math!), watching Rory. A girl who loved her books. Just like me! A girl who studied, and stayed at home, and had a freakishly close relationship with her mother. Just like me! Well, needless to say I was hooked. Now, before you get mad at me, and say, “Raeleigh, this is supposed to be a review of a BOOK not the TV show.” I know. But the TV show is the reason I heard of Lauren Graham in the first place. Then I saw her through the years in various movies and then again in the beloved Parenthood (I’m not crying, you’re crying, omgthatshowbreaksmyhearteverytime).
So when I found out there was a memoir, I HAD to have it. Then it languished on my shelf for a couple of years. I know, I know, what kind of book reviewer am I!?!? But then. This year. It worked as one of my challenge books for the Read Harder Challenge. What luck! Number 12 is “a celebrity memoir.”
Now, if you liked quick-witted, fast-talking Lorelai Gilmore, then you will like this memoir. Lauren Graham’s writing is very much like Lorelai’s speaking. A fellow book reviewer told me she listened to the audio book, which Graham narrates herself. I must now get my hands, err..ears, on that! I can only imagine it’s even more amazing being delivered in her iconic voice.
Graham lets us in on some pretty private moments in her life. From growing up with her dad to schlepping it in New York, working all kinds of jobs so that she could pursue her dream of being an actor. I think for me, that was the part I liked most. I knew I would love hearing about her time on the Gilmore Girls and A Year in the Life sets. But it is always so inspiring to me to hear artists describe their early years. What I have started calling, the “lean years.”
What all of these artists, who eventually “make it”, have in common, is that they never, ever, ever gave up. They just kept working at the thing they love. It gives me the warm fuzzies and a sort of frenetic energy in my chest that makes me want to get up and do things!
Have I gushed enough yet? No? Guuuuussssshhhhhh. There you go. Now go get this!
Happy reading, lovelies!