18 January 2013

Confessions of a Prairie Bitch

This is the memoir of the actor (do you think it should be actress?) who played Nellie Oleson on Little House on the Prairie.  It's exactly what it should be.  And lots of fun to read. As you can guess from the title, this isn't your squeaky clean memoir.  But it's also not out to get anyone (except possibly her brother, but he deserves to be gotten), and it's honest, and it's funny.

I've finally decided that I'm going to have to shift gears with reading and stick with lighter stuff for a while.  I won't bore you with the reasons, but there it is.

10 comments:

Jean said...

I'd like to read that, but it's not at my library and I don't want it enough to do an ILL. I did tell my kids a story from it (I'm pretty sure) the other day--I guess she went to France to be on a TV show and the whole audience started singing the theme song...which would be pretty unnerving!

Lighter books can get us through a lot. Will be thinking of you.

Melissa Fox said...

Y'know, I can forgive not-squeaky clean if it's honest and funny.

Sounds good, actually.

Sarah Familia said...

No, I don't think it should be actress. The first time I heard the appellation "poetess" attached to Eliza R. Snow, I knew the gendered professional adjectives had to go.

Amira said...

Totally agre, Sarah. But I've discovered people have opinions about that. And there are still best actress awards.

Jean said...

Poetess is pretty awful, but I much prefer seamstress to sewer (and sewist is kind of meh). And who couldn't love the wonderful word aviatrix?

Amira said...

I agree that aviatrix is a great word in a way, but there's just something that's patronizing to me when you have to add endings like -ess and -trix. They're too close to diminutives for me.

Sarah Familia said...

How about tailor?

lochan said...
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lochan said...

I hope you are doing well, and the need to read light things is just your busy life (I'm not asking for details, just sending good thoughts for you).

I know when I was pregnant with my triplets, I suddenly couldn't read anything. It was so weird for me. Now, I know how stressed I am by how much I'm reading and what I'm reading. When my husband's retina detached (he had 4 surgeries in 4 months and lost his vision in that eye), I could read but only fluff.

Hope all is well with you and your boys!

Amira said...

It's good to see you again, lochan! It seems like it's been forever.