It’s been a while since I’ve read Let’s Pretend This Never Happened (A Mostly True Memoir) by Jenny Lawson, so I’ll keep this brief. This book and its stories (originally published on her blog) were pretty funny. It took me a while to look past the fact that Lawson drops the word “totally” about every other sentence (a crime, in my opinion, if not punishable by death, then at least with a heavy dose of strictly enforced social ostracism). However, with each and every chapter, it became increasingly apparent that much of Lawson’s upbringing was punishment enough. After all, how many other people do you know whose dad wakes them in the middle of the night with puppets assembled from taxidermied dead animals? I sincerely hope that number is zero.
Although I did think the book was a little forced and annoying in the beginning, it gradually grew on me, and by the last third I was laughing out loud at least once a chapter. If you know anything about me, you’ll know that I am dead inside (a direct and frequently repeated quote from my sister), so it takes quite a lot to get me to actually laugh out loud at anything in a book or movie.
This is perfect light summer reading for all occasions: lying on the beach, travelling, or my personal favorite – reclining at the end of the day with a glass of wine in hand. The wine, incidentally, may have contributed to the hilarity, much as it without a doubt contributed to the hilarity of the first Twilight movie.
Final Rating: 4 out of 5 stars.