The first rule of Blurb Club: Don't misspell the blurbers name.


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For instance, "Finck," not "Fink." Oops.

I lead with this little error because it was probably the most interesting thing about the book.

The rest is pretty standard graphic memoir fare. An art school graduate with anxiety and self-image issues shares moments from her life: family life and drama, rebellious teen years and alcohol abuse, friend and relationship angst, finding a way through the darkness with artistic expression, etc. This one tries to distinguish itself with a focus on the author's relationships with her grandmothers, but as hooks go that didn't do much to reel me in. Maybe it would work better for someone who doesn't read more than a handful of graphic novels in a year, but I'm jaded from too many years of reading too many of the darn things.

Danny Noble notes early in the book that as a child she would draw self-portraits of herself making herself look uglier and uglier, and throughout most of the book she does portray herself with an avatar that's a cross between a naked mole rat and Robert Lopshire's Spot. Of course, the other people in the book don't look much better. It's not a style that really works for me. ( )