Memoir Monday: Yes Please!

Yes Please

I loved Amy Poehler in Parks and Recreation, but the overwhelmingly positive feelings that show gave me made me forget how much I hated her other work (including the infamous trailer for The House, that came out in theaters this summer). She and Tina Fey each had their own shows that made me forget how irritating they are (Tina Fey’s 30 Rock) but gosh this book reminded me very quickly how much I just don’t care about these ladies.

First, the pages of the book are made from magazine stock, which meant they were really heavy, really shiny, and really thick – prime for paper cuts. Just picking up the book will surprise you, because it is so damn heavy. Right away you are accosted with an arrogant inconvenience.

I did not finish this book. I stopped reading after half the book was just stories about her being on Saturday Night Live and having babies. Reading this book was like being caught in a corner at a party by that woman you haven’t seen since high school who is insisting on showing you pictures of the birth and describing, in detail, how she got that promotion at work. NO ONE CARES, JANICE.

So just before the section titled “Divorce” I cut the cord on this book. I didn’t care enough. Maybe if I was still in the throes of Leslie Knope/Ron Swanson love I could be interested enough to plow through, but that time, much like the Before Times, has passed.

If you really love her, this book tells you about her life and you can get about as much info as a tabloid might provide plus EXCLUSIVE DETAILS (only $14.99! +tax) so you would enjoy reading it. For the rest of us, there are better memoirs out there, so give this one a hard pass.


  1. Oh my god, thank you! I tried to read Tina Fey’s book and I HATED IT. Couldn’t finish it. I thought there must be something wrong with me. But no, it just sucked and I didn’t care.

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