|Finding "Finding My Badass Self" next to Sedaris never gets old.|
It continues to amaze me that Finding My Badass Self, the crazy little book I envisioned primarily as humor, often is not found in a library or bookstore’s humor section at all. It’s frequently shelved under memoir/biography or—surprisingly—under self-help.
In fact, Badass Self is listed tonight on Amazon as the #15 bestseller in “self-help/midlife.” Huh.
I’ll take that ranking, gladly. Why argue with sales?
Sure, several readers and friends have said my journey and words have inspired them to venture outside their own comfort zones. Some have embarked on their own “unbucket lists.” And, three women told me that by realizing the status quo isn’t always what we want or need, they finally found the courage to leave an unhappy relationship.
But many other readers have simply said they enjoyed laughing with me—and often at me. I’m OK with that, too.
When I first started visiting bookstores and libraries that had the book shelved under “self-help,” I wanted to correct that. But maybe a book doesn’t have to be pigeon-holed into one category. Maybe it can cross genres. Perhaps it offers a bit of different things to different people.
Humor or inspiration? Who knows? You tell me.
If you’ve read “Finding My Badass Self,” what made you laugh most? And what inspired or helped you? What category would you shelve the book under, in your personal library?