From the author of the popular newsletter That’s What She Said, Nobody Cares is a frank, funny personal essay collection about work, failure, feminism, and the messy business of being alive in your twenties and thirties.
As she shares her hard-won insights from screwing up, growing up, and trying to find her own path, Anne T. Donahue’s debut book offers all the honesty, laughs, and reassurance of a late-night phone call with your best friend. Whether she’s giving a signature pep talk, railing against summer, or describing her own mental health struggles, Anne reminds us that failure is normal, saying to no to things is liberating, and that we’re all a bunch of beautiful disasters — and she wouldn’t have it any other way.
I'm putting this one on hold right now. It's not bad, but the first two essays started out SOOOO good, but then after that it just turned into stories I couldn't really relate to so it wasn't as funny. I think i'm gonna wait until this comes out and it's available on audiobook, then I'll enjoy it much more as a memoir then.
A book of essays that is part memoir, part critique, it reads like a friend wrote a letter to you. There are plenty of laugh out loud moments mixed in with reflective moments.
Nobody Cares is an appropriate title for this book because I certainly didn't care for most of it. Donahue is a mess, by her own admission. Hopping from job to job, she eventually amassed so much debt she had to move back in with her parents. I'm wondering how this book got published because it's just her ramblings strung together with absolutely no semblemce of order. She mentioned writing a blog, I think she just mined it for material or copied and pasted and tried to pass it off as a book. I appreciate her views on organized religion and the part about her relatives' demise is touching, but found little else of what she had to say interesting. I did like the cover. Thanks to NetGalley for the advance read.
Some are born anxious, some achieve anxiety, and some have anxiety thrust upon them. I am lucky enough to have been blessed by all three.
Woof. This collection of essays is one of the best I've read. Donahue's essay on anxiety is the best. I've never read an essay about anxiety that hits the nail on the head (of My anxiety) as perfect as this one, aptly entitled "Anxiety, You Lying Bitch". Donahue's anxiety, from what I could gather in the essay, manifests a lot like mine: physically and in my stomach. This makes it hard to be okay with plans that involve eating, which are frankly the only kind of plans I want to have. I want to eat, goddamnit, and if I have to pester my friends and family into telling me where we're going so I can peruse a menu Well Ahead of Time then so be it. Planning helps my anxiety stay quiet. I know it's annoying. I used the word already, but: I pester. I nag. I need to when and where, and sometimes how. Most of my family and friends accommodate me because I've opened up to them, eventually, finally, and they're pretty great. Sorry if I nag you though. I appreciate you.
Anyway.
"Anxiety, You Lying Bitch" was my favourite essay. But here are my other favourites: - "'Why Don't You Drink?'" - "How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love One Direction" (I mean, obviously. Have you met me?) - "Burn It All Down" - "Get to Work"
Donahue's voice is friendly and funny and comes across as such in her writing. If you don't follow her on Twitter, you should start. Her tweets are basically a shorter version of her thoughts in her book, except with memes and gifs, and it's just... pure. Stop following people you hate and follow good accounts 2k18.
Thanks so much to ECW Press for an early copy of NOBODY CARES in exchange for a review.
Short, messy, emotionally impactful essays on mental health, perseverance, convenient lies we tell ourselves, convenient lies others tell us, feminism, and life in general. I didn't always connect with the issues and concerns Donahue wrote about, but it was always interesting to hear her take on them. She, like all of us, is a flawed human that is a mix of desires, illusions, goals, and contradictions and she did a really good job, as far as I could tell, about showing what being honest with yourself and loving yourself despite your flaws looks like. It was really interesting to get to know Donahue in all her messy humanity.
This book was cute and funny and I totally want Anne to be my best friend, but none of those things made this a good book. It falls under that genre of memoir-ish self help-ish books where a woman has a pretty normal young adulthood and then writes about it to remind you to stop caring what other people think and get some basic self care skills. And throws some curse words in to sound relatable. All the messages in this book are good and wonderful and I’m totally on board with everything the author is saying, but I didn’t have any profound realizations reading this.
This book... is not good. It could just be that I am not the target audience for this essay collection (narcissists). Also, calling it an essay collection is being generous. There's no cohesion beyond how consistently awful the author is to seemingly every person that cares about her, and the "essays" read more like half-baked blog posts. They're just a bunch of surface-level observations and aggressively self-deprecating jokes. She also lists things a lot, so it starts to feel like you're reading the Book of Buzzfeed. There are a few moments where she seems to be on to something (like the essays about the Church and the one about sexism in the music industry) but they never really go anywhere and just dissolve into platitudes. Basically, there was nothing insightful about any of these essays. I thought I was going to enjoy this book because I find the author fairly entertaining on Twitter, but she's clearly better in short form. And as I mentioned in one of my status updates, I was extremely disappointed that the essay with One Direction in the title was not, in fact, about One Direction. I have read many enjoyable One Direction essays and was so ready to give her the benefit of the doubt and include her in that group! Alas. I see that this book has gotten plenty of glowing reviews here on ye olde Goodreads, though, so it's totally possible that this is just a matter of taste and opposing personalities. (And what a self own, naming your essay collection Nobody Cares. Come on. Making it too easy!)
I really tried to like this book. I saw so many reviews hyping this book so maybe my expectations were a bit too high. I love essays, they’re fun reads and it’s always fun to get strangers insights on daily matters but I struggled with this one. The essays were boring and nothing refreshing. There was no insight or any growth. Her experiences are her experiences (of course) but she was extremely frustrating. The only thing I got out of this book is that I would never want to be around someone like Anne.
somewhere between basic and revolutionary (closer to basic, but funnier because of it). feels like you had a sleepover with your Virgo bff (with strong Leo placements) and it's nothing life changing but it's a good time, everyone's just having a good time w this book
I knew I’d like Nobody Cares by Anne T. Donahue before I even opened the front cover. Why? Please refer to my list below:
The author Anne T. Donahue has the same first name as me, AND we’re the same ago, so obviously we are soul sisters.
She grew up in and still lives in Hespeler Cambridge which is a short jaunt away from where I grew up and still call ‘home’, even though I’ve lived in Calgary for 10 years now.
The cover of the book is hilarious, which is always a sign of good things to come.
I listen to her on Q on CBC and she’s really funny on-air.
I follow her on twitter, and she’s consistently popping out gems on that platform too.
Nobody Cares is a book of essays that span Anne’s life so far; she describes many early-life memories up to her present reality, and almost none of these stories are flattering. The honesty that Donahue gives us is astounding, and although it made me cringe at times, I loved her for it. Aside from a few differences, her experiences as a middle class youth in Southern Ontario are very much mine as well. I wish I was as successful as she is, but she went through hell to get where she is now, so her position is well-earned. The essays detail her struggles with mental illness, alcohol addiction, and near-bankruptcy. But this book is far from pitiful-many of her stories are lighthearted and fun, one in particular details her long-time crush of Leonardo DiCaprio, so she strikes a nice balance and tone.
This book elucidates a very subtle yet pervasive pressure that I believe people of my generation constantly contend with, and that is the requirement to exceed expectations publicly. Living our adult lives on the internet, we are now expected to demonstrate our successes in a spotlight. Milestones are suddenly something to obtain rather than celebrate; like a video game, we rush onto the next phase of our lives (graduation! marriage! kids!) to fulfill a ticking clock, and we will document our high points with a beautifully-staged selfie to prove to ourselves and others we’ve ‘made it’. Although this doesn’t seem all that horrible, it takes a toll on our mental health. Make no mistake, each generation has their own challenges, and this simply seems to be one of ours. Donahue’s essays all work within this environment that may seem strange to people older than me, but have myself and my peers nodding their heads enthusiastically.
So I’ve already recommended this book to a few girlfriends because I’m quite sure they would enjoy it (we grew up together, outside of Cambridge), but I think it will appeal to lots of people my age or younger. I should mention that it’s written in a very conversational-style which is quite common in celebrity/public figure memoirs, but it may put other people off so do keep that in mind. Also, it’s a book of essays so every once in a while it may seem a bit repetitive, but that’s just the way this genre goes, so you get over this pretty quick. These two facts don’t detract from the book in any way, but as a book reviewer I feel it is my duty (hand over my heart) to alert readers to this.
This book is short but it includes so many important reminders and lessons, one of the most important being: nobody cares! Although we may berate ourselves for saying something stupid at that party two weeks ago, no one cares about it anymore because everyone’s too focused on themselves and their stuff. Although this seems like an obvious lesson, it’s reassuring to read it in print, so let’s just take a moment and be thankful for the wisdom of Anne T. Donahue.
Anne T. Donahue is the voice inside your head if that voice was incredibly witty, funny, and profound (OK, so not the voice in MY head, but maybe someone's??). These essays are a salute to the "beautiful disasters" we can all be at times. I came to her writing on Twitter, then followed it to her newsletter, then followed it to her book, which honestly would be creepy if I didn't admire and love her writing so much. Highly recommend!!
This is my first netgalley read that which I want to purchase a physical copy. And not just one. I want to buy this for all of my close friends. Because Anna Donahue is raw and relatable and reading this book felt like a hug from someone who's been there. It's so, so good.
Anne T. Donahue is amusing and insightful throughout this collection of essays focusing on mental illness, writing, introversion, and other issues that seem to crop up for myriad women in their 20s and 30s. The title of the book is a great reminder of something that we all often forget: nobody really cares what we are doing, whether we look good or bad, whether we go to this party or that - and that is a really freeing thing to realize.
I received access to this title via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.
*I received a free copy of this book via NetGalley, with thanks to the author and publishers. The decision to review and my opinions are my own.*
Anne T. Donahue has laid her soul bare to the world in this book.
Nobody Cares is witty, raw and honest. At times it is a memoir, telling anecdotes from the author’s past to explain her attitudes to family and relationships, death and growing-up. At other times the essays are directly addressed to the reader (yes, you!) and form more of a self-help narrative or intimate pep talk, as she lists her own perceived failings and reassures us that we are not alone in ours.
The essays here cover a multitude of topics, from mental health and addiction, relationships and growing-up, feminism, religion, family, death and grief. Every story, every piece of advice is offered in intimate, conversational style, and the author generously shares tips and insight from her own experiences, counselling sessions and personal ‘aha moments’.
There is some repetition or overlap between some of the anecdotes, but they are told differently, in order to illustrate different points, so this does not detract from the book as a whole.
This book is about being a hot mess, but that actually that is alright, because we are all (or most of us, at least) hot and messy in our own ways, and whilst there are ways to become metaphorically cooler and tidier, it is really up to us what we do and how we muddle through. It is a paean to self-love and self-care without any condescension or po-faced lecturing, and I recommend it to everyone who feels they need a concerned friend to tell them it like it is.
And for the first time in years, I didn’t give a shit about being important.
Which is a relief, because I’m not. None of us are. Nobody’s looking at us, nobody cares – everybody’s obsessed with their own Thing. Most of the time we’re all just trying our best. And sometimes we fall and other times we don’t, but we’re sure as shit not better than anybody else before or after the fact. If you can look at your life and feel confident that you’re doing something you love and giving it all you’ve got, I think that’s enough. Especially since not even a tidal wave of third-party congratulations will make you feel better if you don’t already like where you’re at. No amount of RSVPs, no parties, no Cool Guys From Whatever City Is Hip Right Now’s adulations. No book deals. You are always left with being yourself.
After subscribing to and thoroughly enjoying Anne T. Donahue's newsletter That's What She Said for the past couple of years, I was eager to get my hands on an ARC of her debut collection Nobody Cares. The book, which is a collection of her essays, reads like a series of her funny and heartfelt newsletters one after the other. Donahue's newsletter typically covers navigating her own life and pop culture moments in today's world as a young 30-something, but her essays in Nobody Cares primarily discuss her earlier years. Her early years are rife with being a moody adolescent and stories of her 20s where she cared a lot about appearances and who was "cool" and who was definitely not. While I really enjoy reading Donahue's perspective now, I wasn't as keen on stories from previous stages of her life. That said, some of the essays were perfection; the ones I enjoyed most were entitled "Anxiety, You Lying Bitch," "The Least Interesting Thing," and "While in the Awful." If you wants some bite sized chunks of Donahue to get a flavor of her style before her books is released, check out her newsletter now!
3.5 stars
Disclaimer: I was provided with a digital copy of this book for free from ECW Press via email. All opinions expressed in the review are my own and have not been influenced by ECW Press.
I wanted to like this. Initially I really enjoyed her style and tone - like reading the diary of an extremely self aware friend. But it started to wear on me. I can’t quite put my finger on why - maybe the lack of hope or sense for how she is making life work now? Maybe it’s just because it’s a lot to absorb in a single seating - maybe I would enjoy this more as a blog series? I feel bad leaving a less than stellar review- it could be that it’s just me who can’t connect with this. But I was left feeling like she had unloaded all her weighty confessions and now I had to carry them.
An excellent essay collection about mental illness, failure and working in your 20s and 30s. I liked the voice and the honesty in this collection and found a lot to relate to. Anne has a poignant and important voice. I found this book made me feel better about my own recent failings.
I share Anne’s view on a lot of things (I will never watch GOT either, am generally mad at the world) and we have many shared cultural touch points (hello coming of age in the late 90s) but I’m just a little bit separated from her in life stage/age so some of the essays resonated less for me. A quick read with some funny bits and some feelings.
Funny, well written memoir for anyone floating aimlessly in their 20’s or early 30’s. Honest and reflective, the targeted age group will feel embraced and understood. I think my oldest son might have whispered in her ear as she wrote. ?? I especially liked the BURN IT ALL DOWN chapter.
This book reinforces my belief that all the best writing, art, and music comes from Canada. Anne is smart, funny, and exceedingly relatable. Her essays read as effortless and poignant at the same time.
I was VERY excited when the brooklyn library finally got this book in (I never want to trash the library but they are slow on the uptake of Canadian authors). Love a good feminist essay collection.
This collection had hits and not misses but non-hits for me and I feel like it's probably the same for most. Sometimes I wanted more from her stories -- she wrapped up points quickly -- and other times I wanted a larger theme.
What I did love was the arc of growth over the course of the book. It didn't come in banging "stop caring you idiot!" but instead took me on a journey of learning and failing (lotta failing!) and made it human and real. What I really, really loved was the bravely and honesty within the book. The ability and WANT to call oneself out on stupid things or shitty and/or uninformed opinions and learn. That was great. There was no desire to rewrite or reimagine their own history and I thought that was really powerful in general and especially within the wider context of let's give up the ghost of trying to prove ourselves to other people. Especially losers. Fuck the losers.
Would recommend -- there's some good bits and funny bits and charming bits and sad bits. Get your bits.
I received a digital copy of this book from Netgalley in exchange for my honest review.
Anne T. Donahue's collection of essays covers everything from failure, feminism, and fashion to mental health and the pain of losing those you love. She writes genuinely and openly, and her personality is present on every page.
Reading Nobody Cares is like listening to your blunt best friend give you advice without holding back. She reminds you that you might feel like a screw up right now, but you are only human and everything will work out because you are still awesome.
I found myself highlighting so many memorable passages from this book and I constantly laughed out loud. I loved her lists, especially the one of things she quit, but did not fail. Anne T. Donahue has a refreshing voice and I am beyond excited to see what else she come up with in the future. I would recommend this book for anyone who feels like they are falling apart or who just needs a shoulder to cry on.
Nobody Cares was a decent reminder that, you heard Anne: Nobody cares.
Topics range from getting sober to being diagnosed with bipolar disorder, from fixating on Leo to saying "no" to stuff. Be advised in addition to those there's a passing reference to disordered eating in the past as well as sexual harassment.
The highlight of this collection for me was the suggested behaviors for lessening anxiety. Unfortunately, as that was toward the beginning of the book, it was sort of downhill from there. Many of the essays just seemed to be missing something - maybe an extra page? A conclusion sans platitudes? Further connection to the real world or otherwise big picture? I'm not an editor; I don't know. I can just tell you that these sorts of essays often really work for me but they didn't so much here.
But I do think this collection will really work for fans of Jenny Lawson. And maybe those who appreciate a little self-help-y-ness with their memoirs.