“I wish more people could tell the different between the ‘leave me alone’ vibe I give off all the time by accident and my actual ‘leave me alone’ vibe.”
Anna Kendrick is my second patronus, the other person I want to be (along with Kate McKinnon). So, I’m sure it will come as no surprise that I pre-ordered Scrappy Little Nobody the second I knew it was coming out.
“With her razor-sharp wit, Anna recounts the absurdities she’s experienced on her way to and from the heart of pop culture as only she can—from her unusual path to the performing arts (Vanilla Ice and baggy neon pants may have played a role) to her double life as a middle-school student who also starred on Broadway to her initial “dating experiments” (including only liking boys who didn’t like her back) to reviewing a binder full of butt doubles to her struggle to live like an adult woman instead of a perpetual “man-child.”” GoodReads.
“I happen to love rules. I love having a plan. I love a film set that’s run like a well-oiled machine. I thrive in structure; I drown in chaos. I love rules and I love following them. Unless that rule is stupid. And yes, I have felt qualified, no matter my age, to make that determination. Scrupulous people don’t enjoy causing trouble, but they can be defiant as hell.”
I hate it when people compare themselves to someone ‘cool’ and then proclaim they are so alike because it’s usually utter rubbish and they couldn’t be more dissimilar, but I’m also a hypocrite. Anna is basically me (if I were shorter, prettier, and in some way talented).
You can tell Anna is a rather anxious person, she likes to tell the reader all ‘difficult’ traits. As if after telling us, the only way is up, you’ve got the ‘bad’ bits out the way. However, she’s obviously a very hard-working, grateful and humble person. Never sounding as though she deserves what she is getting and constantly afraid it’s going to end – she works her butt off.
She’s also managed to write an entertaining memoir without really mentioning any moment of her personal life that involved any other celebrities, so if you’re hoping for celebrity gossip you won’t get it here. Unless you want to know that Colin Firth can change a tire, you’ll find that out.
The only downside was that I expected a little more than I got from Anna’s memoir. Don’t get me wrong, it’s great. It’s funny, entertaining and managed to keep me involved throughout. However, if you’re after something more like Mara Wilson’s or Patti Smith’s memoir, this isn’t the book for you.
It’s like a long tweet.
And that works!
Scrappy Little Nobody (along with Sarah Moss, who never fails me) ended my reading slump (for now), so I really can’t thank Anna Kendrick enough.
Have you read Scrappy Little Nobody?