woman who reads too much
So you should read it! And then tell us!
Man, I know that feeling. That's why I never read "an arsonist's guide to writers' homes" -- it could never live up to the title.
Thank you for telling me that book exists! My life is richer for knowing it. (Though, like you, I don't want to read it.)
I found another one in the bookstore today: "Your heart is a muscle the size of a fist".
I read it when I was 10, which was way too young. I understood the words but not the culture behind them, and it basically just bored me.
I am pretty sure that I read it again later, yet I don't remember this description at all. Hmm.