In Amy Poehler’s highly anticipated first book, Yes Please, she offers up a big juicy stew of personal stories, funny bits on sex and love and friendship and parenthood and real life advice (some useful, some not so much), like when to be funny and when to be serious. Powered by Amy’s charming and hilarious, biting yet wise voice, Yes Please is a book full of words to live by.
I’ve fallen in love with Amy Poehler mostly from the sidelines. I don’t watch SNL regularly, and I’m not a huge fan of slapstick comedy movies. She was always just “that girl,” a sidekick to Tina Fey…because who doesn’t know Tina Fey?
But then Parks & Rec hit, and everyone started posting about it. I’m only just now starting to watch it, but the gifs and clips are everywhere, and if there was ever a small-town feminist hero, it’s Leslie Knope. It helps, too, that I lived in Muncie Indiana for 7 years–the supposed town on which Pawnee is based. Now I’ve started started paying a lot more attention.
Her book came out awhile ago, but as with Parks, I’m only just now catching up to it. And that’s ok–now that I have, I’m glad I didn’t read it sooner. I probably wouldn’t have liked it at all before now.
Yes Please talks a LOT about Poehler’s life as a mother, which… “Good for her. Not for me.” But, that does take up much of her life and heart, so I understand why it’s so much of the book. The rest is about her people, her career, her successes, her struggles. She hints at some mental illness–depression and anxiety–but doesn’t go into much detail.
There’s just something missing here for me. I can hear her jokes and personality, but it’s still just missing that Poehler factor. That oomph.