D.B. Merlin, Shonda Rhimes, 2010
(March 26) Never watched her shows (any of them) but you cannot help knowing about them if you spend any time on the internet. Why did I put my name in for this book? Was it because Lena Dunham recommended it (and likes her a lot? ...because I was all Lena all the time there for a while and maybe still am).Anyway, girl took a long, long time to get to the point of the “year of yes” title… like, much longer than I needed in order to be persuaded. Then, having set this all up, she goes ahead and dismantles it step by step…. and you realize this “year of yes” stuff was backfitted onto an existing desire to grab glory that she felt was perhaps too arrogant in itself.
It’s like she’s saying -- “I never celebrated myself on the way up and now I want to because after all I am talented and it’s not wrong to recognize one’s own talent and we should all do that and if we all did that I wouldn’t look so arrogant! But anyway -- it’s OK to be arrogant!”
She has a lot of energy. But her writing style. Her writing style is very stylized. So stylized I don’t know if I like it. I am imitating it now. How do you like it?
Anyway -- although Shonda Rhimes clearly has talent and it was not a huge burden to read this book, I am less interested than I ever was to watch Grey’s Anatomy, Private Practice, Scandal, or How to Get Away with Murder. I developed some retroactive sympathy for Katherine Heigl’s issue back in the day, even.
There is so much misdirection and multiplicity going on here that the bullshit alarm goes off more than one likes.
