imperfect birds

there's not been a book by anne lamott that didn't move me in some way. usually in a positive way, sometimes earth shaking. i just finished her new novel, 'imperfect birds.' i read it in two days - couldn't put it down and, at the end, wanted to throw it through the plate glass window like its own imperfect bird. i don't know if it made me angry, sad, agitated, or what - clearly something extremely emotional. yet, at the same time, i could relate with so much of the book. maybe that's what pissed me off. maybe it just wasn't the best time to read it. i don't know.

i still recommend it, i think. i mean it's anne lamott for god's sake. she's been what i needed just about every other time in my life. maybe the lessons just get harder.