The Princess Diarist

Sigh... I'm normally such a huge fan of memoirs - even somewhat poorly-written/ghost-written memoirs of celebrities. And I love Carrie Fisher, and Star Wars. The book is short (I swear the margins are 2 inches, at least - and more for the diary portions) and not worth the price (though this was given to me as a gift, so I suppose I can't complain). It was interesting reading about her affair with Harrison Ford, and how that played out in the head of an unstable 20-year-old also about to grapple with the deluge to come with instant fame... but mostly it was no better than reading my own diary as a 20-year-old (except that I wrote far less terrible poetry). I mean, it's nice to see that she's human too, and to peer inside her brain at the time and her thoughts on the experience now is enlightening. But overall I didn't enjoy the book and was disappointed. That's to say nothing of her character, or her as a person or artist. Perhaps her other books are better - but after this one, I'm not sure I'll give them a chance.