I am a fan of David Sedaris’s view of the world. I have read every book he has written, starting with Me Talk Pretty One Day shortly after its publication in 2000 and as I am want to do, I then began working immediately through his catalogue. And I have loved them. But something is happening, and I do not know if it’s me, or if it’s him, or if perhaps we are just in a rough spot in our relationship. I laughed fewer times while reading Let’s Explore Diabetes with Owls than with any other David Sedaris work I’ve encountered. And there were parts that I, in fact, hated.
It feels like blasphemy to say so.
I loved most of this, but I did not get/like the short fiction pieces. At all.
Yep, those probably dropped my rating from a 4 to 3 stars alone. They just sat there like turds at a garden party, spoiling the rest of the book for me, because as I turned the page for a new chapter, I was constantly in fear of running into one of those.
Also, some of the others essays felt too long, but that would’ve kept it at a 4 star rating. I’m just happy to know I’m not alone in hating those short fiction pieces.