Book Club meets to discuss "Look Alive Out There" by Sloan Crosley
"Sloane Crosley does the impossible. She stays consistently funny and delivers a book that is alive and jumping." ― Steve Martin
"In her third collection of personal essays, [Crosley] continues her tradition of hilarious insight into the human condition...[She] is exceedingly clever and has a witticism for all occasions, but it is her willingness to confront some of life’s darker corners with honesty and vulnerability that elevates this collection." — Publishers Weekly, starred review
“A marvel…the latest collection from the Manhattan-based essayist suggests she can write engagingly about nearly anything.” — Kirkus, starred review
“Laugh-out-loud funny seems too trite a phrase for a writer whose takes are so addictively original and unexpected, but it’s also true: dear readers, you will laugh. Whether 2 or 20 pages in length, Crosley’s essays are complete and stop-you-in-your-tracks clever…” — Booklist, starred review
“Spot-on, incisive…This is Crosley at her best. These essays are funny but also complex with depth. [She] uses humor to not only entertain but also to examine wealth and social inequality, sex and gender roles, fertility and death…Crosley’s growth and maturity as a writer shines in this collection, and it’s fair to say: she is the millennial’s Nora Ephron.” — Library Journal
An Entertainment Weekly, Elle, Publishers Weekly, Glamour, Buzzfeed, InStyle, The Millions, Bustle & Cosmopolitan Most Anticipated Book of 2018
From the New York Times–bestselling author Sloane Crosley comes Look Alive Out There—a brand-new collection of essays filled with her trademark hilarity, wit, and charm. The characteristic heart and punch-packing observations are back, but with a newfound coat of maturity. A thin coat. More of a blazer, really.
Fans of I Was Told There’d Be Cake and How Did You Get This Number know Sloane Crosley’s life as a series of relatable but madcap misadventures. In Look Alive Out There, whether it’s scaling active volcanoes, crashing shivas, befriending swingers, or squinting down the barrel of the fertility gun, Crosley continues to rise to the occasion with unmatchable nerve and electric one-liners. And as her subjects become more serious, her essays deliver not just laughs but lasting emotional heft and insight. Crosley has taken up the gauntlets thrown by her predecessors—Dorothy Parker, Nora Ephron, David Sedaris—and crafted something rare, affecting, and true.