![]() ![]() Many people you think have it easy worked hard for what they got. Many people you believe to be rich are not rich. ![]() Your assumptions about the lives of others are in direct relation to your naïve pomposity. ![]() (Or, at least, the editor’s.) It’s exquisite in full, but this particular bit makes the heart tremble with raw heartness: The book is titled after Dear Sugar #64, which remains my own favorite by a long stretch and is, evidently, many other people’s. This week, all of Sugar’s no-bullshit, wholehearted wisdom on life’s trickiest contexts - sometimes the simplest, sometimes the most complex, always the most deeply human - is released in Tiny Beautiful Things: Advice on Love and Life from Dear Sugar ( public library), along with several never-before-published columns, under Sugar’s real name: Cheryl Strayed. When an anonymous advice columnist by the name of “Dear Sugar” introduced herself on The Rumpus on March 11, 2010, she made her proposition clear: a “by-the-book common sense of Dear Abby and the earnest spiritual cheesiness of Cary Tennis and the butt-pluggy irreverence of Dan Savage and the closeted Upper East Side nymphomania of Miss Manners.” But in the two-some years that followed, she proceeded to deliver something tenfold punchier, more honest, more existentially profound than even such an intelligently irreverent promise could foretell. ![]()
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