The Land and Its People
by David Sedaris
I kind of forgot about David Sedaris. I don’t know why. He didn’t go anywhere. If anything, he’s a road dog, he’s constantly touring and putting out books. I’ll always think fondly of David Sedaris as a fun, relaxing read in the Summer while enjoying a cold Sam Adams.
Sedaris hasn’t put out a book of new essays in a while. Last time I was reading him, I was in a completely different situation, personally, and it’s nice to see that, no matter what highs and lows I might be going through, his writing will always be funny, interesting, and impressive. It’s always fun living in his world for a little bit and I wish my writing was a fraction as good as his.
Yeah, I know, it’s not “cool” to like Sedaris anymore, but I don’t really care what the bookworms think is cool. The Land and Its People is exactly what you would expect from a Sedaris book: very funny observations of people, both within and outside his family. His writing is still as sharp and witty as ever, and sure enough Sedaris can still find a story in what some would consider mundane things. He’s always been able to do that. What comes across more for me this time is how he’s able to find what’s particularly funny about these mundane things. It’s like he’s tuned into the cosmic joke that’s present in our daily lives. Yes, his life can prim, luxurious and unrelatable at times, but Sedaris is completely self-aware when he writes about these situations.
I can’t remember the last time I enjoyed a David Sedaris book this much. Actually, I don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed any of his books this much. Maybe this time I WILL go see him when he’s on tour. Could you imagine being SUCH a fan?
