Just finished Traveling Mercies by Anne Lamott. And yes, I am about 10 years late on this one, but I don’t think I would have appreciated her irreverant, but wise humor at 17.
I love the way she writes. I feel like her writing style is similar to my own, but ten times better. I definitely have a mentor to look up to. Luckily she’s already written a book about writing: Bird by Bird, which is fantastic. She has the greatest analogies and a way of just emotionally sucker-punching you with a phrase.
But back to the book at hand: Traveling Mercies is a collection of moments in Lamott’s life that make up the surprising Christian she has come to be. She is not your grandmother’s Christian — that’s for sure, but I think that is what is so appealing about her — she’s an absolute screw-up, but that is also exactly the reason she is a child of God. Traveling Mercies really is a book about opening yourself up to new possibilities and new ideas of yourself, new ideas of others.
So come read this dreadlocked Christian’s memoir of becoming a spiritual person in all aspects of her life.
*Warning: Does include some profanity-laced prose, but all profanity was used for good humor.