This book is ostensibly about her attempts to fix her life with self-help gurus, but really it's about how much of a mess she is and how funny she thinks that is. Going to recognized experts is one thing; selecting the most generic and cheesy of the bunch is another. This is where it starts to feel overly contrived to me. I couldn't wait for more Lisick humor when I picked up this book from the library. Eventually I got more into it, and I appreciate that Lisick delved into this world so that I don't have to. Each month, if finances allow I think there's a book advance somewhere in this , she studies their work, signs up for their counseling, goes to their conferences, and tries out their ideas. Hat er mit Junkfood seine Gesundheit ruiniert? In any event, I enjoyed the book in a light reading sort of way.
Project queen -check My current project is reading a book about each president, in order, and knitting scarves using up all of my excess yarn that I built up over the years - next project is using up all of my fabric. The last time she exercised regularly was as a member of her high school track team almost twenty years ago. She makes such an earnest effort to keep an open mind in each area, which is laudable, but most of the sections j I don't know what I expected, but this wasn't really it. She and her husband never hang out together. However I put it down after a large chunk where she poked fun at various religions, once is fine, but every paragraph felt like she was counting on the sensationalism to sell the book and it really put me off.
In the first chapters, she walks the reader through the details of how she chose her first guru, Jack Canfield, and the next one, Franklin Covey. Her house feels unorganized and chaotic. It sounds like it will be a funny and informative romp through the self-help movement, made all the more hilarious because Lisick's life is so crazy and unique. Loved the ahead-of-the-zeitgeist observations about Suze Orman. I love this recently popular genre of non-fiction where someone writes a funny account of a year spent doing something unique. I've never been one to like Self-help books or someone else telling me how to live my best life, but as Beth Lisick found, there are some good bits of wisdom out there for anyone willing to take a look. So, for one year she decides that each month she is going to pick one area of her life to focus on imporving - she will read the self-help books, but she will also, when possible, seek out the masters themselves by attending workshops.
From her marriage to her messy house to her lack of exercise, Lisick brings along the ability to laugh at herself, even as she attempts one self-help program after another. So she confronts her fears head-on: she consults the multimillion-dollar-earning self-help pros and national experts, not only reading their bestselling books but also attending their seminars and classes. The specifics aren't really that important, except here are some weird coincidences: she writes about being grindingly, terrifyingly broke but still living like she's in the middle class; a trans woman; and Chuck Palahniuk, all of which have been things I've been interested in lately. She is mouthier, louder, ruder and much more likely to take the gurus' advice with a huge helping of skepticism and sarcasm. So instead of really diving into the different movements, she reads their books and maybe goes to one lecture. Weirded out about self help - check. She offered some summary statements about the self-help books themselves and a bit of her own commentary, but not much on what it was actually like to apply this advice and how it changed things for her, or didn't.
The chapter on Richard Simmons is by far the best because she actually spent a whole week on a workout cruise and managed to get some good anecdotes from it. She has never bought a self help book and she is really skeptical of the journey. Married in Berkeley with a 4-year old son, Lisick is a writer who moonlights as a banana and does various other odd jobs to barely pay the minimum on her bills every month. Firstly, if you read these book reviews I write, you know that Ithink I'm hilarious and interesting and want to talk about it all the time, right? Aside from occasional irrelevant digressions about her family, the chapters tended to offer a lot of detail on Beth's experience of attending self-help conferences or lectures, particularly in terms of the other people she met there and her interactions with them as well as whether she was favorably or unfavorably impressed with the personality of the particular self-help guru. The book's quality was also limited by lack of focus. What seems to be common to the world of self help gurus is the cult of personality.
The book, though, is not that great. In this memoir, Beth Lisick joins the ranks of Julie Powell, A. The book fee I really liked Beth's voice in this book--sounds like someone who I would love to be friends with. I would have done every exercise, jumped in with both feet, and knelt at the feet of these gurus. If she'd been more rigorous in her self-help exploration, it might well have made her less accessible as a person.
Her story is interesting because she doesn't really buy into any of the ideas that she's trying, but she does them anyway. My primary issue with this book is that it, like its topic, is fairly shallow. It must be the fiction lover in me that wanted her to undergo a change or have a revelation. From Men Are from Mars, Women Are from Venus to The Artist's Way to The Seven Habits of Highly Effective People, she reads and follows the self-help advice on offer. Loved the ahead-of-the-zeitgeist observations about Suze Orman.
The book itself is a fun concept -- exploring different self help books and even guru conferences and such during the course of a year. That being said, I think Lisick does a good job of finding a few nuggets of wisdom, and honesty, hidden within the marketing. Unlike Niesslein, Lisick not just reads the books but also goes to many seminars hosted by the self-help authors. But on New Year's Day 2006, she wakes up finally able to admit that something has to change. She lives around the corner from me and often references life in South Berkeley in her writing, which makes it even more fun to read.
But sadly, this was one of those books where I thought- thank god I'm good at speed reading. I find myself a little in love with him now as well! But she also has no problem poking fun at them along the way as she does things like use Jack Canfield's advice to ask for what you want to ask Jack Canfield for free coaching, a request which Canfield's office respectfully declines. That's what i was wondering in going into this book, and I'm not sure I got any answers, even about the author herself. A couple of quotes: From Stephen Covey discussing personality vs. This book pretty much takes the same stance and briefly analyzes the plethora of books in the self-help category and humorously chronicles Beth's adveture into that very same self-help aisle at the local bookstore. In this memoir, Beth Lisick joins the ranks of Julie Powell, A.