Sarah Fuller is living the good life in Los Angeles. That is until the Woolsey fires threaten her family and home. Still, she finds humor in the situations she encounters and the people she meets along the way.
Fuller’s second novel in the Everyone In LA Is An Asshole series continues her story of living as a single mother and trying to date. It is fun, hilarious, and enlightening. She pulls no punches while making fun of everything, everyone, and herself.
I am truly loving this series. I didn’t think that I would read the second book as it is not my preferred genre. Now, I can’t wait for the next one!
Warning – if you are politically correct and don’t approve of cuss words, don’t read this book. Otherwise, be prepared to laugh your ass off!
5 out of 5 stars.
Who is Sarah Fuller and why is she in LA? Doing her best to make a life for her and her young daughter after divorce Sarah decided LA is the place for that to happen. She loves the lifestyle there. If a place could be one’s soulmate then Sarah has found hers.
Fuller’s first installment in the LA experience, Everyone In LA Is An Asshole, showcases what she loves about the city and all of its idiosyncrasies. It is a witty, funny bare-all tale of her life as she adjusts to the dating scene while struggling to make a name for herself as an author.
If you love to laugh and don’t mind the bluntness of f-bombs dropping everywhere you will thoroughly enjoy this delightful biography.
5 out of 5 stars.
Nathen Owens and his ragtag adopted family have finally made it to the compound in Idaho. While those already ensconced in the redoubt are thrilled to have him home they quickly realize that they need to double up on their survival skills. The news Nathan brings about their journey across the country is grim. Danger is no longer out there somewhere, it is in their own backyard.
Watson’s and Allen’s fourth novel in the Dark Titan series, War Zone: Homefront is one of the best post-apocalyptic books I’ve read to date. It is witty, humorous, and frightening all at the same time. The story grabs you by the collar and never lets go. The levity interspersed with the dark reality of evil that has been unleashed upon the US is in perfect balance.
It was refreshing to see all the characters from the previous books in the series having retained their unique personalities. The new characters brought a new dimension to the story. Though Nathan is the protagonist, Emma quickly steals the show. She has everyone wrapped around her little finger.
Too bad I can’t give this book more than 5 stars as it certainly deserves it.
5 out of 5 stars.
About the time I became a teenager the phrase “rude, crude, and socially unacceptable” came into my repertoire especially when it came to the antics of little brother. I became a snob sister and anything my little brother did fell into that category. The years have flown by and the phrase has slipped into the background. Well, I still use it from time to time just to irritate my little 54-year-old brother. And, on occasion, I snark it at my husband. 😊
Someone along the way switched the term out for “not being politically correct”. And, that is incorrect. Not being politically correct in my humble opinion means that you are attributing something to the wrong political party. It has nothing to do with what is socially acceptable or not. Henceforth, I shall not use the term. Why do the lemmings follow the practice of doing something wrong repeatedly until they accept it as right?
Who is the person that decides what is socially acceptable or not? Is it the same person who determines if a word falls into the cuss word category? Just because someone says or does something you don’t like doesn’t mean it automatically jumps into the all-encompassing world of unacceptability. Granted there are many words or phrases that were accepted fifty or more years ago that are taboo now. I agree that many of them should cause you to speak out. But, who decides?
It must be a cultural thing. We can visit other countries and find ourselves at odds with etiquette and sometimes even the law. Who can keep up with all the differences? It would be wise to educate yourself before you went to a specific country or region.
Socially unacceptable. That’s how I see things when some person missteps. Let’s take politics out of it. They don’t belong in this arena.
As I sit here pecking away at the keyboard writing this blog I am trying desperately to remember the four blogs that I outlined while trying to go to sleep the past few nights. It’s amazing how creative one can be while tossing and turning away the hours. You would think that I’d had the sense to at least jot down a few of my ideas on my cell phone before the sheep found me. But no, I can’t for the life of me come up with a single idea from that nocturnal restlessness.
Yesterday I had tons of creative juice flowing through my veins and wrote two book reviews in a matter of minutes. Today nada. It’s as if the faucet was turned off. I guess that is what writers’ block is all about. I’m way behind on my reading. And, I haven’t studied for my HAM license like I should. So, what is it that has my mojo out of whack? I can’t blame my disability anymore as I am so much better and able to do so much more. So, I’m thinking it’s a slight bout of depression. Nothing serious. More aggravating than anything else. It too shall pass.
The more I can do the more I want to do. Patience forgets to come along part of the time. Then, of course, the pain hits me and tells me to slow down. I can’t even remember a life without pain. No, I do not take narcotics though I could if I asked my doctors. It’s generic Tylenol and Aleve along with muscle relaxers and ice or heat packs that usually work. I do my best not to take them very much. The liver apparently doesn’t like them or so I’ve been told.
Tax season is finally over! Yay! That means my husband is back to a regular 8 to 5 schedule. Aha! I bet that’s it. His odd work hours over the past 4 months have thrown my schedule out of sync too. I had not thought of that until now. It’s as good an excuse as any, very plausible, and most definitely possible. Dang. I see daylight at the end of the tunnel now! I feel better just knowing this week will be the beginning of my turn around. Creativity will smack me right upside the head now and I’ll beat this keyboard to death with all my words.
So, there you go. The more I write the more I think. The more I think the more ideas come to the forefront. And before long there will be blog after blog written with such insight. I feel like Arthur when he pulled Excalibur out of that stone. My heart is just a thumping away with anticipation. My feet are tapping in tune. Watch out! I’m back!
I rarely read nonfiction, but in this case I’m truly glad I did. This book is frickin’ hilarious!!! Amy Sedaris’s coffee table book I Like You: Hospitality Under the Influence is full of tips, recipes, helpful strategies, and a ton of adult wise-cracking humor. Think Martha Stewart (but better!) meets George Carlin.
No topic is spared and each contains some pretty good advice. There are plenty of photos scattered throughout. Not everything discussed is laced with humor, some things are much more somber. You can read it from front to back or open it up at any point that interests you. I guarantee that you will find something that will have you laughing so hard you’ll pee your pants!
5 out of 5 stars