323 pgs
A few months back I attended a David Sedaris book signing. Before the event formally began, Mr. Sedaris invited those who had books they wanted signed to line up and he’d get to as many as he could before his reading. As I stood in line I listened to the conversations he was having with the people in front of me as he signed their books. With each person he would begin by asking them a random question, one you would never think to ask someone you were meeting for the first time. “How is your relationship with your father?” “Who’s your dentist?” and when I got to him, “Any chance you plan to be in Seattle this weekend?” Each question prompted a brief conversation that was friendly, entertaining, and funny. That was my first insight into the mind of a writer I’ve since grown quite fascinated by.
When You are Engulfed
in Flames is the first of Sedaris’s books I’ve read. At times it’s
hilarious (and not safe to be listening to while driving), like his recounting
of the time he accidentally spit out his throat lozenge onto the lap of the
woman sleeping next to him on the airplane, or the time he ended up sitting in
the waiting room of his doctor in Paris wearing nothing but his underwear
because he didn’t understand French. At other times it makes you feel sorry for
the man, as he tells stories of his childhood and the upbringing which has
obviously resulted in at least a few neuroses and a very successful writing
career.
★ ★ ★ ☆ ☆
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