I'm not sure what to make of this book, which is sort of a memoir and sorta who-knows-what. I would best describe it as the individual stories sound relatively not made up, but the framing device definitely is. Maybe it's more of an excuse to write down short stories of her life? I'm not sure.
Anyhoo: the conceit is that at age 33, Kimberlee goes to a tarot reader for the first time, a woman named Iris. She hates her job working in the Fox News basement, she loves her boyfriend but she wants to get married and he's still not ready yet, and really, she just wants to hear that her future is going to be okay. Iris, on the other hand, does not do that sort of thing and is into analyzing the past instead.
The story is framed as a tarot reading: for every card drawn, Kimberlee tells a story of her life related to the card. The Devil was about the time she tried to be free-wheeling and slept with an Argentinian artist who gave her crabs, the Fool was running for vice president in high school and accidentally having a dirty-minded slogan (she didn't win, but people thought she was cool anyway), the Lovers was about her first love, the Sun is about her current boyfriend, the Tower was about 9/11 and finally breaking up with a bad boyfriend, Justice is about her sibling rivalry with her younger brother who had childhood cancer. The stories are pretty entertaining, especially as they go on.
However, I am still not sure what to make of it. (I started writing this oh, weeks ago and it has been sitting in draft for all that time.) I don't know how to feel about it or how to regard it. It's not exactly memoir and yet not quite ficiton either... so... yeah. Entertaining in its own way, but beyond that, I don't think I ever really got a handle on it.
Three stars, I guess.