Book : Home Game An Accidental Guide To Fatherhood - Lewis,.

-Titulo Original : Home Game An Accidental Guide To Fatherhood

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W. W. Norton & Company

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A book that explores the difference between the idea of fatherhood and a man’s actual experience of it. When he became a father, Michael Lewis found himself expected to feel things that he didn’t feel, and to do things that he couldn’t see the point of doing. At first this made him feel guilty, until he realized that all around him fathers were pretending to do one thing, to feel one way, when in fact they felt and did all sorts of things, then engaged in what amounted to an extended cover-up. Lewis decided to keep a written record of what actually happened immediately after the birth of each of his three children. This book is that record. But it is also something else: maybe the funniest, most unsparing account of ordinary daily household life ever recorded from the point of view of the man inside. The remarkable thing about this story isn’t that Lewis is so unusual. It’s that he is so typical. The only wonder is that his wife has allowed him to publish it. 3 photos From Publishers Weekly After the birth of his first child, bestselling writer Lewis (Moneyball) felt he was a stranger in a strange land, puzzled at the gap between what he thought he should be feeling and what he actually felt. While he expected to be overcome by joy, he often felt puzzled; expecting to feel worried over a childs illness or behavior, he often felt indifferent. Lewis attempts to capture the triumphs, failures, humor, frustration and exhilaration of being a new father during the first year of each of his three childrens lives. In one especially hilarious moment, Lewis is in a hotel pool in Bermuda distantly observing his children. When some older boys start teasing his oldest daughter, the youngest daughter, three years old at the time, lets fly a string of profanities at the top of her lungs. The boys retreat and then regroup for a second attack; when they return, she lets fly another string and tells them that she has peed in the pool, causing the boys to go away. All the while, Lewis watches from afar, too embarrassed to claim this youngster as his own but also proud that she has handled herself so smartly. Although Lewis is correct that his fatherhood moments might be more interesting to him than to anyone else, his reflections capture both the unease and the excitement that fatherhood brings. (June) Copyright © Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved. Review Unabashedly frank, hilarious and sweetly sentimental....a somewhat daring and in many ways groundbreaking book about what it’s like to be a father in modern America....intensely honest. Amy Scribner, BookPageIt’s an engaging journal that selectively details how Dad grew up as well....Brief, clever and frank a good gift for Father’s Day. Kirkus ReviewsHe captures serious issues with a warmth that shows hes a pretty good dad after all. Kyle Smith, People MagazineHis reflections capture both the unease and the excitement that fatherhood brings. Publishers WeeklyLewis is an insouciant raconteur who can spin out even standard dad stories (about, say, sending a kid to school dressed outlandishly) without making them sound stale. Ann Hulbert, SlateLewiss style is funny, frank, and engaging, and he gets a lot of comic mileage telling tales at his own expense....its refreshing to hear a dad describe so vividly the uglier aspects of the job. Christopher Noxon, The Los Angeles TimesLewis writes memorable, insightful, yet simple and brisk sentences as easily as the rest of us breathe. Marc Tracy, The New York Times Book ReviewHome Game, which was adapted from a series of Slate essays and is an accordingly zippy read, is hilarious but painfully candid, one man’s uneasy reckoning with the potentially devastating consequences of parenting. It’s unsparing, but Lewis is as honest with himself as he’s been with his subjects. Grade: A-. The Onion AV Club About the Author Michae