GateGypsy's reveal: The Journal of Mortifying Moments
A short list of ways Kerry can become a better human being:
1. Be a better friend. (I will never again desert a friend in her time of need to go off to a stupid work-related function -- or even to a really good party.)
2. Never giggle and make jokes when someone is talking about a person who is emotionally exhausted or getting a new wheelchair.
3. Develop a strong, loving, and uncritical relationship with my mother. (This is more of a long-term goal.)
4. Write frequently in the journal of mortifying moments in order to analyze these situations with my therapist, absolve myself of blame, and learn to love men with an open, unguarded heart.
5. Start going to yoga.
6. Volunteer for something. (Hopefully something that is kind of fun where I can meet single men who are kind, gentle, spiritual, and true.)
Kerry Spence is unfulfilled by her soulless carer in advertising, disappointed by her dysfunctional relationship, and horrified by the ever-increasing size of her ass. Ever since her gorgeous, self-absorbed boyfriend Sam demoted her to late-night hook-up status, she has fortified herself with prime-time TV and blissful binges on cream-cheese frosting, awaiting an epiphany that will reveal her next move.
Of course, everybody in her life is full of advice. Her free-spirited divorcée mother -- when not necking furiously with her much younger boyfriend -- sagely counsels her daughter to do whatever it takes to get Sam back, since, quite frankly, he is the best she can do. Her friends ply her with fruity cocktails and dispense bits of Cosmo wisdom like "Divide your age in half and add seven -- that's the youngest man you are allowed to date" and "Scotch tape can eliminate forehead wrinkles." Then there's Kerry's calm, unflappable therapist, who suggests she start "a diary of past encounters with men that may be contributing to her negative and dysfunctional quasi relationship." Or, as Kerry sees it, a journal of mortifying moments.
My kid sister and I always buy new books by Canadian authors whenever we ride on the BC Ferries (and whenever I'm in YVR)... it's possibly my favourite way of discovering "local" talent -- and this book was one of those buys. I'm a sucker for a book written in diary/journal or letter format, so this was an easy decision to pick up, and a good, funny read to boot! I was not disappointed.[/QUOTE]