Here’s the thing…. I think that I could if I put my mind to it, create novels similar to Ms. Handler in less than a month. Perhaps I would even be able to compete neck and neck with her in e-book sales. She is witty, completely psychotic, a pathological liar, and above all a drunk, and yet for some reason, I relate to her completely — minus the lying, slutty aspects of her personality.
Her book, “Are You There Vodka? It’s Me Chelsea” took me less than a hot day in Miami to complete — it was a wonderfully hilarious book that highlighted her nights “locked up” as well as random puff sessions with her father and her African American girlfriends on vacation. I loved it.
In addition, to her first book, I read My Horizontal LIfe — a series of one night stands. Here’s where things get sketchy … I love her writing style and I love her anecdotal stories, however, by the middle of the book I got so uncomfortable. I was thinking to myself — either she needs to get serious SERIOUS help or she needs to realize she is destined to be alone for the duration of her life — somewhat like a revelation I’ve made in my own life lately. She came off however as slightly slutty and slightly pathetic come the end of the book — perhaps she was going for that but I will stick with my opinion and liking for her in the 1st book.