amy krouse rosenthal writes with the exact same flair and random brilliance as every single one of my friends -- perhaps why this book wasn't as unusual and unique as i expected. though there were some passages i was compelled to read aloud to anyone who'd listen, i mostly had the nagging feeling that i already know amy from somewhere, maybe chicago where i too grew up. she mentions names of people i'm familiar with like greg allen of the neo-futurists, and the whole concept and brevity of the chapters remind me of neo-futurist plays from 'too much light..'

things that made me want to write amy:
1. she offers to bake people pies
2. she loves mail, and i love mail, and we mail people need to stick together
3. 'alphabetized' was misspelled as 'aphabetized' early on -- how typos make it to the paperback edition is beyond me.
4. on the page where she talks about q-tips, it says "See also: french fries" and it reads as if she also sticks french fries in her ears.

reasons why i probably won't write amy:
1. i actually didn't relate to her in a lot of the book: she was popular, threw parties, was a cheerleader -- later had the luxury of writing in coffee houses constantly and dropping off her dry cleaning, has kids, is married -- is she really like a friend of mine at all?
2. i'd really just be in it for the pie.