Augesten Burrough, your whit and depressing humor is so...relatable. It is July and for whatever reason America has this theme of Christmas in July, so I thought this book lent to me by my friend would be very fitting for this theme. I read Sellevision by Augusten before and so I was ready for the dark humor. I am not entirely sure how true this book is, but my gosh... if this is a semi autobiography I can completely understand Augusten's humor and how he writes. He even states there were warning signs as a child..."from the very beginning there had been warning signs...As a young child I had Santa and Jesus all mixed up. I could identify Coke or Pepsi with just one sip, but I could not tell you for sure why they strapped Santa to a cross. Had he missed a house?" This book takes us from Augusten's early childhood memories of Christmas, and I am surprised he managed to survive long enough to become a writer he almost didn't after a mishap with a wax Santa and thankfully a trip to the hospital. He clearly longs for something at an early age, but I admit I may have killed him were he my child, thankfully he did survive. This book is just so interesting and took me back a few times in inappropriate laughing and a few Oh snap moments. I got whip lash a few times with how fast we go through the timeline that is Augusten's life we catch a scene from one year and then boom we're 10 years into the future with only a taste of what occured at the end of that scene. This book is really a slap in the face as it is told, but it has a message and that message is under all those damn mind numbing songs, twinkling lights, greeting cards etc... there is something more when it comes to Christmas something what's truly important.
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