Reading Lauren Graham’s memoir is like reconnecting with an old friend that you haven’t seen in a long time but have loved nonetheless through the years. If you’re a Gilmore Girls fan like I am, you’ll love every bit of this book, and will undoubtedly fall in love with LG even more.
1. When I saw that my husband had given me a book for Christmas, I thought, “What book could I possibly want but not already have?” Turns out, he actually realized that in all the hustle and bustle of November and December at school, I hadn’t yet managed to pick up Talking as Fast as I Can. Best Christmas gift ever (because his gift also included some Tsum-Tsum blind bags, and, really, he just gets me).
2. I devoured the original series of Gilmore Girls. I saw so much of myself in both Lorelai and Rory – a fast talker, a book nerd, a self-confident student who didn’t care much about what others thought, a quirky friend, and a complete coffee addict. This book brought me back to happy (and not-so-happy) memories that coloured my young-adulthood. It was cool to know how Ms. Graham’s childhood and young adult-hood also developed. Did you know she used to live on a boat?
3. The best parts of the memoir are the two sections that discuss her life during the original and follow-up series. Graham does a great job correlating what we saw on the screen to what was happening behind the cameras. I loved learning more about the cast and their real-life relationships with one another.
4. It would have taken a lot for me not to love this book, but even objectively speaking, anyone who liked Gilmore Girls or Parenthood would enjoy reading about Graham’s voice in her own words. Her prose is humorous and a little self-deprecating, from time to time, which I really loved because I like that kind of personality. I don’t usually buy audiobooks of stories I already have in print, but this is one that I’m really eager to get. Can you imagine having Lauren Graham telling you her life story in her own voice, talking as fast as she can? I’m sure it’s awesome.
All Squinklethoughts expressed herein are entirely my own.