To be honest, I was skeptical about Hyperbole and a Half by Allie Brosh. It was an internet phenomenon. Hordes of people LOVED it, but hordes of people love other questionable things like D*n@ld Tr^mp, NASCAR, and lima beans.
In spite of that, I picked up a copy because I was determined to finish my local library’s summer reading challenge, part of which required me to read a book that would make me laugh out loud.
If you’re unfamiliar with the book, then let me boil it down for you. It contains self-deprecating but insightful stories about Ms. Brosh’s experiences. They’re accompanied by some charmingly primitive drawings, kind of like my feeble attempts here.
I carried this everywhere for a few days. I read it on breaks at work. I read it while commuting to and from the office on the bus. I read it in coffee shops and while standing in lines. It literally made me laugh out loud and caused strangers to stare.
My favorite pieces were the stories about her single-minded pursuit of a birthday cake and an epic battle with a goose. I also appreciated her funny tales about her goofy dogs.
Hyperbole isn’t just a funny book. It addresses some heavy topics in a sensitive fashion too. Anyone who has experienced clinical depression will relate to the two stories about Ms. Brosh’s own struggles. If you care about someone with depression, but can’t quite fathom what they’re going through, this is the first thing I’d recommend you’d read.
I adore this book. I’m going to leave it out on the coffee table to tempt my kids and visitors. Maybe even the cat will be interested in it, since it contains insider info on her sworn enemies: dogs.
If you haven’t already cracked the spine of this book, you really are missing out. It’s sublime.