5 thoughts on “Helping Me Help Myself

  1. I was a big fan of Beth Lisick’s first memoir, Everybody Into the Pool. She’s smart and funny, so I figured her new book about a year she spent trying to improve her life through doing various self-help programs would be pretty entertaining. And it is entertaining, in parts. It was also kind of painful for me to read.

    Lisick describes herself as someone who would sooner be found making fun of self-help than plunking down hard-earned cash for a self-help book or workshop, so her first transformati

  2. Okay. So. 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? And just have a theoretical reason (“my review”) to do it? Well, Beth Lisick does that too! 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. Which rules.

    Full disclosure: I have a crush on her. She came in with her son and signed

  3. I really liked Beth’s voice in this book–sounds like someone who I would love to be friends with. She’s funny, self-deprecating, and has all manner of interesting insights. After reading the book, I wanted to look her up and invite her to have coffee so that the two of us could talk about parenting, lack of finances, and the problems of cleaning out our exploding closets.

    The book, though, is not that great. In fact, I’m just giving it a three because I like Beth the person so much. The book fee

  4. Like many books I’ve read, the concept of this one was way better than its execution. In this memoir, Beth Lisick joins the ranks of Julie Powell, A.J. Jacobs, and others who take on a crazy one-year project and then write a memoir describing its influence on their day-to-day life and/or their long-term worldview. Lisick’s project: to test out the self-help genre as well as the limits of her cynicism, and possibly even get her life on track, by trying to follow the guidelines of one self-help bo

  5. Beth Lisick’s book, while an enjoyable read, sort of drove me mad. I worked for the same employer as Beth when I lived in San Francisco in the mid-90’s. I’ve seen her perform and knew her casually; she’s a nice person. So while reading this book, I had a fairly clear picture in my mind of the author and her voice. I don’t know if that helped or harmed the reading.

    The premise of the book begins with Lisick’s revelation, on New Year’s Day, that she has no discernible goals in her life, because she

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