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I Hate Summer: My tribulations with seasonal depression, anxiety, plumbers, spiders, neighbours, and the world.
This is a compendium about my daily battle with depression, anxiety, hot weather, and militant introversion. It is also about plumbers, spiders, loud neighbours, video games, books, and cats.
This book is not a therapy book for those who suffer with depression or anxiety, nor is this book intended as a disparagement or a glorification of my mental and social difficulties; it merely a record of how I have learned to cope with them, and is intended as a comedy not a tragedy. I invite everyone to laugh along with me through one of the worst years of my life, and hope that by reading about my tribulations, you will come to understand why I hate summer.
This book is not a therapy book for those who suffer with depression or anxiety, nor is this book intended as a disparagement or a glorification of my mental and social difficulties; it merely a record of how I have learned to cope with them, and is intended as a comedy not a tragedy. I invite everyone to laugh along with me through one of the worst years of my life, and hope that by reading about my tribulations, you will come to understand why I hate summer.
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230 pages, Kindle Edition
Published January 29, 2017
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April 12, 2017
There is something to be said for putting a positive spin on life and living. I've always appreciated when someone is more than capable of doing that. This is why, though I'm not one who picks up non-fiction very often when it comes to current events or lives, I was well-pleased to click through the pages of this delightful rendering of the ups and downs in another fellow sufferer's life. With wit, sass, and a smidge of the eccentric, the reader is brought along for the dreaded season of summer, life in an apartment building, and city dwelling.
I say 'fellow sufferer' because the main title and even some of the subtitle might be my own story. I also confess that I was already a fan of the author's writing already. I was all kinds of curious to see her pull together a series of postings friends, followers, and fans were privy to recently into a cohesive piece.
The tone and style of the work is in the way of drawing the reader in like a conversation or journal piece. Snippets of life following a few recognizable themes that make the reader sympathize and laugh in turn. I connected well to the 'storytelling' and the language style that delights in employing a classical and unique word choice and form.
I was well aware the author was discussing true and serious issues that can befall one, but it was done in such a way that could amuse and draw a sympathetic ear. I cheered her on as she sent rude people away who would interrupt a reader choosing to enjoy a coffee in a cafe, I rallied to her cause as she got the better of a negligent mail carrier, and I snorted my way through the dynamics of apartment living between loud neighbors and chary maintenance staff.
It was a delightful and refreshing experience for me, the fiction reader, to get lost in the world of someone else's reality that also happened to strike a chord on several levels. I invite others to share in the whimsy of this poor sufferer's tales.
I rec'd a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.
I say 'fellow sufferer' because the main title and even some of the subtitle might be my own story. I also confess that I was already a fan of the author's writing already. I was all kinds of curious to see her pull together a series of postings friends, followers, and fans were privy to recently into a cohesive piece.
The tone and style of the work is in the way of drawing the reader in like a conversation or journal piece. Snippets of life following a few recognizable themes that make the reader sympathize and laugh in turn. I connected well to the 'storytelling' and the language style that delights in employing a classical and unique word choice and form.
I was well aware the author was discussing true and serious issues that can befall one, but it was done in such a way that could amuse and draw a sympathetic ear. I cheered her on as she sent rude people away who would interrupt a reader choosing to enjoy a coffee in a cafe, I rallied to her cause as she got the better of a negligent mail carrier, and I snorted my way through the dynamics of apartment living between loud neighbors and chary maintenance staff.
It was a delightful and refreshing experience for me, the fiction reader, to get lost in the world of someone else's reality that also happened to strike a chord on several levels. I invite others to share in the whimsy of this poor sufferer's tales.
I rec'd a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.
October 20, 2018
Literally just the title, told over and over again. We get it. Franklin is funny as hell, and I can totally relate... I just got tired of reading about hating summer, loving her air conditioner (I get it, though, lady, I really do), hating noise, hating leaving the house, and hating social interaction... each day pretty much the same thing. Again: she's funny. We'd be friends (who never actually got together). This just wasn't enough reason to finish this past the halfway mark.
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