I wrote one of those gosh-darned memoirs just to get attention

…so I sure am glad to get it in your slightly curmudgeonly New York Times article, sir!


Here is the brief mention:


Canvassing the publishers’ catalogs, I was intrigued to see “All in My Head,” by Paula Kamen. It’s about a headache the author has been carrying around for more than a decade. It will do battle on the bookstore shelves with, among many others, “Fat Girl,” by Judith Moore, a memoir of growing up fat and female, which in turn will compete with another fat-girl memoir, “I’m Not the New Me,” by Wendy McClure, which will square off against “Faith in Carlos Gomez: A Memoir of Salsa, Sex, and Salvation,” by Samantha Dunn, who found a new way of life, and a book topic, when she signed up for dance lessons. Then there’s “House,” by Michael Ruhlman. It’s about a house. Is there not something to be said for the unexamined life?


Maybe, but if you had a headache for fifteen years? You’d sure as hell want to examine that. I’m just saying.