Amy Fusselman

Like some kind of sugar-plum fairy, this collection rapidly flits around between a variety of topics (the creative process/inspiration, mother-daughter relationships) and always manages to sprinkle some delightful insights on each page. Graceful, sugary, and utterly enjoyable. Also I think this made me like The Nutcracker?

I completely adored this smart, thoughtful and deeply personal little book, ostensibly about playgrounds but really about mortality and an awareness of the fragility of life.

How this book manages to contain itself in Fusselman's open and engaging tone is a pleasant mystery. The writing is absolutely effortless, which is, of course, the hardest thing to do. Worth it for the restraint despite all appearance to the contrary.

Spotted it at the library, sounded like fun, checked it out. It's a fast read, and I was having fun for the first one-third or one-half. But it was just on and on about the shipping-container house, and I just wanted it to be over. But it's an insightful look (ha ha) at how people much richer than me still aren't as rich as they want to be and how they "struggle" to afford the beach house and the parent-child experiences and the dog-walker and the .....