Crawling into bed with a friend’s book is kind of like crawling into bed with a friend. You sort of think you might know what you’re going to get—sort of?—not really?—and then it turns out you don’t. You totally don’t.
Sometimes it brings you a lot of joy. Sometimes it brings up a lot of insecurities about yourself. Sometimes you find something really weird hiding in there. I’m not saying it goes one way or another. Just that it’s scary. So scary I know people who’ve put off reading their friends’ books.
I get it. You let anticipation drag on too long, and it takes a sudden turn toward dread. Then no one believes that no, really, I was totally looking forward to your one-man three-hour variety show! Really.
Speaking of, are you guys watching Broad City? It’s probably the funniest thing I’ve ever seen. It’s like Girls in that it’s about girls in New York, so um, it’s like Girls in the way that people compare any show that has female characters in it to Sex and the City? The way that people do to Girls? Anyone who’s ever watched the two shows know they have about as much in common as a lizard that’s lost its tail and a muffin. But ok, the girls on Broad City actually seem like they like each other and like being alive. They laugh. They have a good time. My point is that there’s an episode where they ask a bunch of guys out on Facebook and then decide instead to try to meet boys IRL. Ilana goes home with someone she thinks is super hot, but after seeing his improv show the next day she can barely look at him. Sort of. She tries anyway.
And the series is produced by Amy Poehler, so yeah, gold stamp of approval. Plus the Wall Street Journal called it “Sneak Attack Feminism” so you know I’m a big fan of that. If people can see their feminism coming at them, they can try to dodge it. Better to wave with the left and sucker-punch some good ol’ fashioned equality with the right.
What I want to back up to say here is this: I have friends who have written books. Or I have become friends with people who were already writing books? Because for someone who has found books to be completely, entirely, mind-bafflingly magical for her entire life, that is unbelievably cool.