New York Times bestselling author Ann Leary offers a literary feast of humor and wisdom told from the perspective of a recovering people pleaser.
Having arrived at a certain age (her prime), Ann Leary casts a wry backward glance at a life spent trying—and often failing—to be nice. With wit and surprising candor, Leary recounts the bedlam of home bat invasions, an obsession with online personality tests, and the mortification of taking ballroom dance lessons with her actor husband. She describes hilarious red-carpet fiascos and other observations from the sidelines of fame, while also touching upon her more poignant struggles with alcoholism, her love for her family, her dogs, and so much more.
Prepare to laugh, cry, cringe and revel in the comically relatable chaos of Ann Leary’s life as revealed in this delightful collection of essays.
I thoroughly enjoyed Leary’s collection entitled I’ve Tried Being Nice, just as I have also loved some of her fiction, like The Good House, which was made into a movie. I also saw it again on Amazon Prime.
Her stories of family life, struggles with alcoholism, and humorous events like living in houses with bats flying about were fascinating. This last bit was especially something I could relate to, having lived in a country house with bats!
Now I plan to look up more of her fiction, as this memoir earned 5 stars.
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I can’t even imagine living in a house with bats! Sounds like a good book.
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Ooh, Kathryn, I hate bats! When I lived in the foothills, there were bats…two of them in 13 years, but that was too many!
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