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I heard of Sarah Knight’s The Life-Changing Magic of Not Giving a F*ck (A Practical Parody) long before I learned of the original The Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up by Marie Kondo, and the whole situation seems natural, as I’m not a great fan of tidying up but I learned about the happiness that comes from not giving a f*ck last year.
Sabrina Callahan, PR at Little Brown in the USA, sent me the book last week, and I proudly carried this little hardback copy around like it was gold. I was surprised to get a review copy sent from the US, both for copyright and shipping prices reasons, and I was also surprised by the edition. Although it is a hard-back copy, the book is quite small (13 cm x 19 cm) and perfect to carry on my handbag without causing me yet another shoulder injury. The white of the cover already promises to attract a lot of dirt – especially if I forget to put my black eyeliner into a different compartment – but its glossy quality may outlive the dangers of my handbag. I promise to post a picture of the book when I finish reading it to see the damages.
The inside promises to be nearly as good as the cover design: Knight started this book with ‘A F*cking Disclaimer’ followed by four different sections in which you will learn how to ‘stop spending time you don’t have, with people you don’t like, doing things that you don’t want’. Or what I think is the promise of a better life. She covers work, family, friends, and, at first sight, gender stereotypes with the chapter ‘Am I my brother’s keeper?’. Because, let’s keep this talk real: women are brought up to give a f*ck about a million things more than men. We are trained from our childhood to take care of babies and our bodies and clothes and hair and families and work and the house… And life can become a never-ending list of things to do and worry and stress about. And it has consequences: Did you know that women actually suffer from more heart attacks than men? And did you know we tend to ignore the symptoms too? Because this post is all about humour I want to share one of my favourite sketches with you, starring Elizabeth Banks as someone who does not look like the kind of person who has a heart attack (but actually does):
Now, back to books, and literature. I think you will hear from this book very soon. I have been longing for a non-fiction read for a while, and this sounds just perfect. Meanwhile, I would love to hear if you have read it already, and whether or not you gave a f*ck about it.