Jeannie over at DEFCON House has some thoughts on those books where people go off to do wonderful things in pastoral locations and their lives are much better and happier than yours and then you're supposed to buy their book to give them more money as they recline on a divan in Provence while you have to catch the fucking bus to go to your fucking job.
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Hmm . . . I can certainly relate to the sense of disconnect, but I suppose the appeal is in the dreaming that we could live that pastoral joy. "If only I (made different choices/had a different husband/pursued a career as a travel writer), I could have that beautiful life!" Perspective determines whether these books make you annoyed or hopeful. Personally, I'm a fan of finding your happiness where you are. The ex-pat foodies can have Provence.
ouijeh, was not aware of such books existing, but - wow, two whole f-bombs...
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