David Sedaris has long been one of my favorite memoirists, but it seems that he is running low on material since his life has changed and he has used up most of his family remembrances. That is not to say that he is no longer worth reading, When You Are Engulfed In Flames is worthwhile, but that he doesn’t make me laugh the way he used to, and some of his observational essays drag on a bit in my opinion. I enjoyed his essays on his experiences traveling and his bid to quit smoking in Japan in particular. Furthermore, many of these pieces were first published in the New Yorker or esquire magazine, so I was already familiar with them. I still find his stories worthwhile to read and entertaining, but he is losing his touch so to speak.
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