Quick Synopsis: A memoir, as told by the many simplistically drawn comics by Allie Brosch.
Ok. When I say “simplistically drawn” I don’t mean it as an insult, in fact, the complete opposite. Although her art is simplistic, it is crazy detailed and crazy funny. This book would not be the greatness that it is, if it weren’t for her hilarious comics. This is Brosh’s first book and I hope it is an intro for many to come. I was rolling around laughing and how great these stories from her childhood are. But, of course, just because you’re a famous writer, doesn’t mean your life is all sunshines and rainbows. Brosh hit a tough patch in life that she also includes in this book. Of course, it wasn’t as hilariously enjoyable as the meant-to-be-funny parts of this book but even past that, it actually still was, enjoyable. The somber portions of the book are so highly relate-able, it almost makes them endearing. Because, yes, we’re all humans, and yes, we all get depressed.
Bottom line: Yes, read this book, stop reading my blog and go read this book. It’ll be worth it. Promise.