Cookie said her stories are novels for people with short attention spans. I suppose. I was super engaged with everything she wrote. I would keep reading if it were never-ending. I love her playing Robin Hood at the men's fashion store where she worked at 18, collecting debts from people and feeling awful for it and hating her slimy boss. Stealing a big spruce tree from the neighbor's front yard in the night for Christmas and replanting a baby spruce the next night with friends <3. The trilogy of trying to recover from a broken heart and finding it in the part of Italy where no tourists want to go.
"Another Boring Day" was so not boring of course, the way Cookie begins her day in line at the bank, nearly stepping into poop that was dropped by the old lady in front of her, thinking of that the rest of the day (aging, losing control of your bowels), running into a friend on the train who she hadn't seen in a long time who looks spiffy except for the garbage bag he forgot to throw out and accidentally brought with him on the train (aging, losing track of your mind), running late in a cab to a magazine office to collect her check, later getting locked in a Chinese restaurant LOL, going home in a cab and sitting on this fat wallet secretly thinking of all the ways she'd spend the money (this long cab ride dream) and finding out it's an address/date book :(
I know one should read Cookie's health advice column with some distance (like some of them are very—), but still, they are great; she's authoritative and sincere and hilarious. I want to respond to questions like this. I was glad there were clippings about regulating periods, collagen, and removing assholes, haha.
Feeling protective of this book.