First-time author Kiri Blakeley was just acting like a proud new parent when she e-mailed her fellow owners in her 80-unit Windsor Terrace co-op to plug her memoir, Can't Think Straight, which details the aftermath of finding out that her longtime boyfriend is gay. This self-promotion caused at least one of her neighbors to actually pick up the book, described in a blurb on its cover as being "Erica Jong meets Tucker Max," and that person did not find the reading experience enjoyable. The polite thing to do would have been to offer Blakely a congratulations for getting the book published while biting one's tongue on the quality of the prose, but this is Brooklyn, where half the population harbors literary aspirations. And so the knives came out! In the form of a 1-star Amazon review. Check it out, but here's a taste:
The author of this book lives in my building and repeatedly emailed on our listserv to promote her new memoir of being dumped by a fiance who had come out of the closet. So, I figured, why not read it; at the very least I'll get an unique window into the life of a neighbor, something most New Yorkers wonder about--who are those people living in the adjacent boxes. Well, now I'm wishing I had that time back. Instead of being much of an exploration of her breakup and what it meant, this is mainly a tedious account of all the hookups she used to dull the pain and make her feel sexually desirable. And it's tedious despite the fact that she gives x-rated details because at the end of the day--who cares.When not even a person who shares the same roof as you cares about the x-rated details of your life, you know something has gone wrong. So how did Blakeley take the drubbing? "Once I read it, the first thing I did was lock my door!" she tells the Times. Guess that next building-wide Christmas party is going to be an awkward one!
· Cant Think Straight: A Memoir of Mixed-Up Love [Amazon]
· Unneighborly Review [NYT, second item]