It’s great to visit and also get a chance to indulge in listening to audiobooks. As long as the weather doesn’t get too dicey, I’m transported to another world and the miles fly by. This trip was enlivened by Nora Ephron’s I Remember Nothing and other reflections. I’d read her previous book I Feel Bad About My Neck and other thoughts on being a woman and expected another humorous look at aging—a topic with which I’m all too familiar. She certainly didn’t disappoint. In her wry but aging 69 year old voice, Ephron makes memory loss as amusing as it can be. Her rift on the “joy” of email reminded me of the short lived paean to snow shoveling that made its way around the web a few years ago. In addition she describes how she broke into reporting and the stages of divorce—“giving a candid, edgy voice to everything women who have reached a certain age have been thinking…but rarely acknowledging”. All in all a three hour visit with a talented writer, producer, and screenwriter.
CJ, PWPL Reference Desk