Having enjoyed Carrie Fisher's humor in the past, I anticipated the same refreshing experience in her most recent book. Based on her stand-up act, this book is a sardonic account of her mental illness and addictions. Her list of excruciatingly painful experiences range from her parents, her step=fathers, her movie role as Princess Leia in Star Wars, her affairs and marriages, to her self-destructive addictions and assorted recoveries. While her wit is evident, her bitterness permeates the book. When she mentions her teen daughter, I can only wonder what challenges her child faces with a mother who's an addict in and out of treatment centers, among other treacheries. For a promotional video, see
Ultimately I felt profoundly sad for this pathetic woman. I do pray for the author to find solace and peace.
Our soul waits for the Lord; he is our help and our shield. --Psalm 33:20