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Summary of Cat Marnell's How to Murder Your Life
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Everest Media LLC
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Watermark
Watermark
Publication Year:
2022
2022
ISBN-13:
9781669352853
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Please note: This is a companion version & not the original book.
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#1 I have always wanted to be a beauty editor. I was born in 1982 in Washington, DC, under a crack-rock white moon. I’ve got a cassette tape recording of my birth and everything. A sample: It’s a girl! the doctor announces. A girl. my mother wails.
#2 I had it all as a kid: a Pulitzer Prize–winning journalist for a neighbor, a tennis court, and a playground carved out of fallen trees that I used as soccer goals. I sold soda cans and water bottles through the fence for a dollar a pop when tournaments like the US Open came through.
#3 I was lucky to live in a special house for ten years. My father, however, insisted on doing the lawns himself, like he was a farmer instead of a psychiatrist. The house was expensive to maintain.
#4 My mother was a psychotherapist with a private practice on 42nd Street NW. She wasn’t home much, as she took me to Saks Fifth Avenue in Chevy Chase to see a handbag she was thinking about.
Sample Book Insights:
#1 I have always wanted to be a beauty editor. I was born in 1982 in Washington, DC, under a crack-rock white moon. I’ve got a cassette tape recording of my birth and everything. A sample: It’s a girl! the doctor announces. A girl. my mother wails.
#2 I had it all as a kid: a Pulitzer Prize–winning journalist for a neighbor, a tennis court, and a playground carved out of fallen trees that I used as soccer goals. I sold soda cans and water bottles through the fence for a dollar a pop when tournaments like the US Open came through.
#3 I was lucky to live in a special house for ten years. My father, however, insisted on doing the lawns himself, like he was a farmer instead of a psychiatrist. The house was expensive to maintain.
#4 My mother was a psychotherapist with a private practice on 42nd Street NW. She wasn’t home much, as she took me to Saks Fifth Avenue in Chevy Chase to see a handbag she was thinking about.
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