I would never mistake the writing in this book to be anyone's except Miranda July.

I saw Me and You and Everyone We Know, so this book seemed to follow in the same style, only more depth and breadth. The writing style is like opening up my head and pouring the words onto my brain. By that, I mean there's no deciding what she means when she writes something. She's speaking directly to me.

I felt uncomfortable during some of the stories. After I finished it, I think it's a good amound of discomfort, but in the middle of it, I wasn't sure. I was also traveling via plane, so I was uncomfortable anyway.

I hope she writes more. I will read it all.