Yet another case of blogger-turned-author, with both things not being equal. Sometimes people with popular blogs get asked to write books. This seems especially true within the Christian blogging community. At any rate, their books become just a series of short essays, which actually read like blog posts. Whimsical, observant blog posts and thoughtful essays are not the same thing.
This book was divided into four sections as a means of trying to categorize each "essay," but there was really no central theme or idea. It really wasn't about celebrating life and noticing the small things either because the two things I remember most about this book, which I read over several weeks, a couple of "essays" at a time, were Niequist's whining about how EXHAUSTING pregnancy is and how devastating it was to leave a job. Although some of the reviews rave about her transparency, she never clearly stated whether she left her job of her own will (that's the impression I got) or whether she was asked to leave, but either way...process it and move on. There were multiple essays about wallowing in that grief in a book that was supposed to offer "bright and varied glimpses of hope and redemption."
My other beef with this book was that she seems to portray herself being "too cool" for a faith that involves serious consideration of the Bible. She states in an interview at the end of the book "I have encountered some friction, but only from Christians who wish the book were more like a conventional devotional or a a Christian Living book." I wasn't expecting this book to be that. I was expecting thoughtful essays that brought me A-ha or "me too" moments about God. However, when she writes "Last winter, I did a study on Exodus. Not the kind of Bible study I'm used to, because I usually do the kind where a bunch of friends meet at someone's house or a coffee shop and occasionally we do the actual study but mostly we talk and tell stories and pray at the end. This was that other kind, the kind where you have a really big commentary book, and it's hard to get through the reading if you're working on it during the commercial breaks of The Bachelor in Paris the night before." Seriously? Is she 14 years old?
My other problem was the strong sense of privilege and entitlement. So much writing about eating out at restaurants, sailing, traveling frequently (esp. internationally), etc. There's no problem with that as long as one recognizes that this type of lifestyle doesn't resonate with and/or is not attainable (or desired) by many of her readers. However, my sense was that Niequist thinks this is the way the world works. For example, in the essay "How Sweet It Is": "One year we declared the best moment (of the summer) was when, after three cold and rainy days of Memorial Day weekend, with each boat full of shivering, wet, disappointed guests, we abandoned ship and opened the yacht club, the only dry place left, and climbed behind the bar to mix drinks, leaving a tab for the staff to bill us later. We spread our wet jackets and fleeces over the chandeliers to dry, and left soggy footprints all over the tile behind the bar." So they broke into a closed bar...at a yacht club...helped themselves to alcohol...and put their wet clothes all over the place and left a mess behind!?! How is that "cute"?...or okay?
I could go on, but this is definitely a one star in my opinion. I had other books of hers on my TBR list, but I'll be removing them. My son, whose opinion I respect greatly, read Bread and Wine, and felt pretty much the same about that book as I did about this one. Not feeling the love.