With her disarming, intimate, completely accessible voice, and dry sense of humor, Nora Ephron shares with us her ups and downs in I Feel Bad About My Neck, a candid, hilarious look at women who are getting older and dealing with the tribulations of maintenance, menopause, empty nests, and life itself.
The woman who brought us When Harry Met Sally . . . discusses everything–from how much she hates her purse to how much time she spends attempting to stop the clock: the hair dye, the treadmill, the lotions and creams that promise to slow the aging process but never do. Oh, and she can’t stand the way her neck looks. But her dermatologist tells her there’s no quick fix for that.
Ephron chronicles her life, but mostly she speaks frankly and uproariously about life as a woman of a certain age.
Utterly courageous, wickedly funny, and unexpectedly moving in its truth telling, I Feel Bad About My Neck is an audiobook of wisdom, advice, and laugh-out-loud moments, a scrumptious, irresistible treat.
APPLE BOOKS REVIEW
The only thing better than reading Nora Ephron’s delightful I Feel Bad About My Neck is hearing the rom-com legend read the book herself. Published in 2006, Ephron’s essay collection offers hilarious late-life reflections on what it means to be a woman, a parent, a journalist, and a wannabe chef. Whether she’s telling us about the existential meaning of reading glasses, the struggles of hanging on to a rent-controlled Manhattan apartment, or the indignity of facing down the physical realities of her mid-60s, the When Harry Met Sally screenwriter is always witty and relatable. We miss her terribly.
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Love to give you and your neck a review, but didn't get enough. Are you a commodity or are you a voice?
This is for the older demographic. Listen to the sample, if you don't like the way the author reads, buy the book and read it yourself. I loved every minute of it. Nora's observations of things provides a certain sense of humor that will never go out of style.
Bought the audio book to listen to while exercising. I am about a third of the way through and am enjoying it less and less. The delivery given by the late author is at best irritating. The subject matter is lame with critiques of purses, unwanted hair, cooking and of course her neck - my reason for listening at all as that resonated with me—I don’t know how much more I can take. On the coattails of Oliver Sacks book On the Move, another expensive error, I may just stick to my podcasts for entertainment.