If this weren’t written by Betty White, who I adore, this would probably get two stars. And all I can think is that if I don’t have something nice to say about such a lovely person’s writing, I just shouldn’t say anything at all. I’m having flashes to when the Friends would go see Joey’s play and say things like “the costumes were GREAT.” “The lighting, whew, spot on.”
I think this book is meant to be a cute gift book, a stocking-stuffer with some Betty White reminisces with a few words of wisdom thrown in. It was less than three hours as an audio book but still took me nearly a month to finish because I just wasn’t that interested. And it pains me to say that.
The chapters where she discusses her love of and experience with animals were quite sweet, and some of the stories from when she was first starting out were quite cool. But I can’t bring myself to recommend this.
I read this in one sitting one night last summer when I was feeling particularly depressed. It worked well in that scenario, but I can see how it might not in any other. I also rated it 3 stars, and mostly because I love Betty White, and she loves Craig Ferguson.
Oh I can totally see that. I also think the audio was just the wrong way to go for this type of book.
Oh no, then you missed the photographs which littered the book. That definitely added to the experience for me. Not the strongest work for sure, but definitely a nice little visit with Betty.