‘Magical’ MINDY KALING
‘Funny and poignant and beautiful’ JOHN MULANEY
‘It made me remember I was alive’ GEORGE SAUNDERS
To see the world through Jenny Slate’s eyes is to see it as though for the first time, shimmering with strangeness and possibility. As she will remind you, we live on an ancient ball that rotates around a bigger ball made up of lights and gases that are science gases, not farts (don’t be immature). Heartbreak, confusion and misogyny stalk this blue-green sphere, yes, but it is also a place of wild delight and unconstrained vitality, a place where we can start living as soon as we are born, and we can be born at any time. In her dazzling, impossible-to-categorize debut, Jenny channels the pain and beauty of life in writing so fresh, so new and so burstingly alive, we catch her vision like a fever and bring it back out into the bright day with us, and everything has changed.
‘Delicious’ AMY SEDARIS
‘Slate invites us for a glorious swim inside her imagination as she explores romance, heartbreak and self-love in this poetry-memoir-fiction mash-up’ PEOPLE
‘I couldn’t help but feel that it was written by a friend for me’ VANITY FAIR
‘Funny and poignant and beautiful’ JOHN MULANEY
‘It made me remember I was alive’ GEORGE SAUNDERS
To see the world through Jenny Slate’s eyes is to see it as though for the first time, shimmering with strangeness and possibility. As she will remind you, we live on an ancient ball that rotates around a bigger ball made up of lights and gases that are science gases, not farts (don’t be immature). Heartbreak, confusion and misogyny stalk this blue-green sphere, yes, but it is also a place of wild delight and unconstrained vitality, a place where we can start living as soon as we are born, and we can be born at any time. In her dazzling, impossible-to-categorize debut, Jenny channels the pain and beauty of life in writing so fresh, so new and so burstingly alive, we catch her vision like a fever and bring it back out into the bright day with us, and everything has changed.
‘Delicious’ AMY SEDARIS
‘Slate invites us for a glorious swim inside her imagination as she explores romance, heartbreak and self-love in this poetry-memoir-fiction mash-up’ PEOPLE
‘I couldn’t help but feel that it was written by a friend for me’ VANITY FAIR
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Reviews
Slate invites us for a glorious swim inside her imagination as she explores romance, heartbreak and self-love in this poetry-memoir-fiction mash-up. It's a work that breaks the mould
This book is something new and wonderful - honest, funny, positive, completely original and inspiring in the very best way: it made me remember I was alive
Luminous, emotional, lovely and a little mysterious, this book is something you will savour like a half-remembered, gorgeous dream. You'll finish it feeling like Jenny Slate is your new best friend
Indescribable, but eminently readable, the actor-comedian's book consists of a carnival of observations, ideas and events that may or may not make up a memoir. Basically, Little Weirds is performance art in high-calibre prose
Jenny's writing is wide open, tuneful, tender. She sees the world (and feels the world) like a bug might, two antennae poking out from her head like sensory wands. Reading Little Weirds made me feel tipsy
Little Weirds is a fairy tale, one where the prince is never all charming, where your home is never quite safe, and where you probably won't live happily ever after. But you will live, and it's pretty incredible just to do that
A delight to read. It's a collection of beautiful, hilarious, genuine essays and really is meant for times when you feel heavy . . . I couldn't help but feel that it was written by a friend for me
A man on the 2 Express Train read some of Jenny Slate's Little Weirds over my shoulder. "What kind of book is this?" he asked. "The best kind," I replied
Completely unlike anything you've ever read
At once warm, heart-breaking and erotic . . . a strange, witty, sad journey into the depths of the author's imagination
A singularly hilarious and horny, but also poignant and tender, collection of writing that beautifully captures Slate's inimitable voice, which is one that, once you've heard it, you want to listen to forever
Slate's voice remains an eccentric and powerful central force as she comments on politics, patriarchy and her personal life
The rare work of art that's somehow both delightfully bizarre and totally universal
Slate's voice never loses its capacity for strangeness . . . And it's this mix of sweet and sadness, real stakes and dreamy prose, that gives this book its soft, sharp and altogether overwhelming power. Like René Magritte crossed with Lana Del Rey, with strong notes of Patricia Lockwood
A dreamy dessert for the eyeballs that uses playful language to express deep sentiments about heartbreak, anger, wonder and friendship
This book is like a stovetop goulash, delicious and varied ingredients, prepared perfectly and excellent with bread . . . I'm sorry, I lost track of the simile
[An] exuberant essay collection . . . Jenny Slate is a writer of tender prose