This fever dream of a memoir mixed with fabulist-stream-of-consciousness is like nothing I’ve ever read. I started listening to it and after just 25 minutes, I knew I needed to give this my full attention. It had these turns of phrase that made me stop in my tracks and rewind and bookmark and etc. Jenny Slate covers everything from death, childhood, grief, loneliness, hope, and all the “little weirds” in between.
I honestly have a hard time deciding whether it’s a quirky genius or just quirky for the sake of it. The pieces are certainly short, which could make some question their depth. But despite my confusion, I loved the language and it definitely evoked a strong emotional reaction from me, so it did something right.
Little Weirds by Jenny Slate Read on audio, narrated by the author, thanks to Libro.FM for the free ALC in exchange for an honest review
