DISCLOSURE: I was provided a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.
I’ve talked a little about my general disdain for memoirs on this blog before:
- Some are really poorly written (like this one).
- Some are a little too schmaltzy and trite for my taste, despite seemingly interesting subject matter (like this one).
- And some just plain suck (see my discussion of unacceptable fluff here).
Another reason I’m not a huge fan of the genre: memoirs often reek of hubris. In order to write a memoir (i.e., an entire book about how awesome/interesting/great your life and experiences have been), you have to think that you’re a little more awesome/interesting/great than everyone else.
You may have seen this blog post on Wait But Why? that blew up on Facebook a couple of months ago. It’s called “7 Ways to Be Insufferable on Facebook,” and it’s both spot-on and hilarious. The #1 way to be insufferable on Facebook is (you guessed it): “The Brag.”
“The Brag” runs so rampant on Facebook that it has to be broken into three subcategories: Continue reading