Nora Ephron returns with her first book since the
astounding success of
I Feel Bad About My Neck,
taking a cool, hard, hilarious look at the past, the
present, and the future, bemoaning the vicissitudes of
modern life, and recalling with her signature clarity and
wisdom everything she hasn’t (yet) forgotten.
Ephron
writes about falling hard for a way of life (“Journalism: A
Love Story”) and about breaking up even harder with the men
in her life (“The D Word”); lists “Twenty-five Things People
Have a Shocking Capacity to Be Surprised by Over and Over
Again” (“There is no explaining the stock market but people
try”; “You can never know the truth of anyone’s marriage,
including your own”; “Cary Grant was Jewish”; “Men cheat”);
reveals the alarming evolution, a decade after she wrote and
directed
You’ve Got Mail, of her relationship with
her in-box (“The Six Stages of E-Mail”); and asks the
age-old question, which came first, the chicken soup or the
cold? All the while, she gives candid, edgy voice to
everything women who have reached a certain age have been
thinking . . . but rarely acknowledging.
Filled with
insights and observations that instantly ring true—and could
have come only from Nora Ephron—
I Remember Nothing is
pure joy.
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