{"id":9418,"date":"2017-07-23T13:46:20","date_gmt":"2017-07-23T17:46:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.lettersandsodas.com\/books\/?p=9418"},"modified":"2017-07-23T13:46:20","modified_gmt":"2017-07-23T17:46:20","slug":"how-to-murder-your-life-by-cat-marnellsimon-schuster-2017","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/how-to-murder-your-life-by-cat-marnellsimon-schuster-2017\/","title":{"rendered":"How to Murder Your Life by Cat MarnellSimon &#038; Schuster, 2017"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>When I started reading <i>How to Murder Your Life<\/i>, Cat Marnell&#8217;s addiction memoir, I wasn&#8217;t sure I was going to enjoy it: her style is heavy on exclamation points and felt, at first, a bit dumbed-down. But as I kept reading, I found myself liking it a whole lot: the (dark) humor and vividness of the writing won me over, and the flow improves as the book proceeds. I do a lot of my reading on my commute in the mornings and evenings, and this book was no exception, and I regularly found myself a) so engrossed I worried I&#8217;d missed my stop, and b) pretty sure that I might be making ridiculous faces as I laughed\/cringed\/squirmed along with Marnell&#8217;s telling of her messy drug-fuelled life. <\/p>\n<p>Marnell acknowledges up front that she has a lot of privilege: the financial support of her family, from rehab to rent money, means her experience of addiction is very different from that of someone not so well-off or well-connected. But that doesn&#8217;t make her daily life, when she&#8217;s strung out on Adderall and staying up all night and then going in to work the next day, any less of a disaster. Marnell writes engagingly about her life, from childhood and adolescence (dysfunctional family, a dad who screamed at the dinner table, a sister who was sent to reform school, her own experience at boarding school) to early adulthood (interning at magazines like <i>Nylon<\/i>, working at <i>Lucky<\/i> and then at xoJane.com, doing lots of drugs, going to rehab, doing more drugs). She writes honestly about being bulimic and addicted to pills and also about her self-hatred and loneliness. I was impressed at how relatable her story felt: when I read about her procrastinating on a writing assignment and freaking out about it, I felt myself getting stressed; when I read about her going grocery shopping for foods to binge on at 4:30 am, I could <i>feel<\/i> the anticipation of that, even though my typical grocery shopping problem is, like, going to the store when I&#8217;m thirsty and coming home with three liters of seltzer and three VitaminWater Zeros and maybe a Sparkling Ice in addition to whatever food I&#8217;d meant to buy. Marnell and I are pretty much the same age and both came to NYC when we were eighteen, and it was super-interesting to read a book by someone in my demographic, age-wise, in which so much of the book feels like it takes place in this parallel city that&#8217;s adjacent to my own but largely invisible to me: I was never a staying-up-all-night club kid; the segment of publishing I&#8217;ve worked in since my early twenties is very different from the magazine industry in which she worked, et cetera. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When I started reading How to Murder Your Life, Cat Marnell&#8217;s addiction memoir, I wasn&#8217;t sure I was going to enjoy it: her style is heavy on exclamation points and felt, at first, a bit dumbed-down. But as I kept reading, I found myself liking it a whole lot: the (dark) humor and vividness of [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9418","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-nonfiction"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9418","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=9418"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9418\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9418"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9418"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9418"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}