Monthly Archives: December 2014

On… books for Christmas

Sup. (See how effortlessly familiar I am with you guys? I don’t have to write a big long charming intro. I can just be myself, albeit the version of myself that says ‘Sup’ semi-ironically, without even a question mark at the end, because as a male friend once told me: ‘question marks indicate neediness, statements equal confidence’, to which I would add, ‘and can also make you sound like kind of an asshole’, but sounding like an asshole kind of fits with my semi-ironic use of the word ‘Sup’ so that’s just fine. Wait, am I still in a parentheses? Damn. Okay. Leaving now.)

Today my sister and I browsed McNally Jackson, and I kept seeing books I want for Christmas. So in case you’re looking for ideas or just need something to read…


Does Santa Exist? by Eric Kaplan. Because I NEED TO KNOW.



Secret Ingredients: The New Yorker Book Of Food And Drink. This seems like the kind of food book I’d actually enjoy.



I Must Say: My Life As A Humble Comedy Legend by Martin Short. I love Martin Short so much that my sister and I refer to him as ‘Marty’ as in ‘Marty always says…’  This is hilarious. 



Life Stories: Profiles From The New Yorker.



Steve Martin’s LA Story and Roxanne, the screenplays. Love Steve Martin. Love those movies. Love reading screenplays. Love the whole damn thing.



The Man Who Seduced Hollywood: The Life and Loves of Greg Bautzer, Tinseltown’s Most Powerful Lawyer. I try to read anything with ‘Tinseltown’ in the title.

Need more? Other books I read and loved recently: Saturday Night by Susan Orlean, Some Girls by Jillian Larson, I Don’t Know What You Know Me From by Judy Greer, and Fox recently read and loved All The Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr, Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki And His Years Of Pilgrimage by Haruki Murakami, and Laurence Of Arabia: War, Deceit, Imperial Folly and the Making Of The Modern Middle East by Scott Anderson. If you are looking for more gift ideas, my lovely friend Joanna always nails it with her gift guides. Happy shopping.

On… Christmas movies

I love Christmas movies. There are a dozen Christmas movie lists out there, but none of them have this one on it, and it’s so great.


My God, that trailer sucks ass. The movie is so much better than that. It’s an 80s romantic comedy and yes, the premise will make you sigh (he’s going across the country to bang a malnourished bimbo?) but it’s really funny and weird and awesome. I swear.

Here are some scenes that may convince you to track down The Sure Thing and watch it.

One of the lines (“we speak each other’s unspoken language… fluently”) is now part of my internal dialogue. I may have put it in a book once. I can’t remember. I do stuff like that a lot, kind of as a pop culture Easter Egg for readers, but also just to entertain myself when I’m writing. Sometimes people spy the little things I put in the books and email me (“Did you know Jake Ryan is the same name as the guy from Sixteen Candles?”) and I LOVE that and pratically hyperventilate my reply (“Yes! I know! It’s the best movie! I love him! So much!”).

And after that, go watch a Muppet movie, any Muppet movie, because every Muppet movie feels like a Christmas movie.