Last night I finished Anne Lamott's non-fiction book called Some Assembly Required; A Journal of My Son's First Son. In this story she describes her new role as a grandmother. The way she talks about holding her tongue made me laugh out loud. Also in the book are interviews with her son who tells his side of the story. Because I listened to this book on CD I got to hear both of their voices. Inflection and emphasis mean much so I am glad I got the audio version. I read one of her other books, Blue Shoe, and I liked that. Perhaps because she writes about neurotic mothers who constantly second guess their parenting decisions I feel I can relate.
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