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Kristi Coulter inspired and incensed the internet when she wrote about what happened when she stopped drinking. Nothing Good Can Come from This is her debut--a frank, funny, and feminist essay collection by a keen-eyed observer no longer numbed into complacency. When Kristi stopped drinking, she started noticing things. Like when you give up a debilitating habit, it leaves a space, one that can’t easily be filled by mocktails or ice cream or sex or crafting. And when you cancel Rosé Season for yourself, you’re left with just Summer, and that’s when you notice that the women around you are tanked—that alcohol is the oil in the motors that keeps them purring when they could be making other kinds of noise. In her sharp, incisive debut essay collection, Coulter reveals a portrait of a life in transition. By turns hilarious and heartrending, Nothing Good Can Come from This introduces a fierce new voice to fans of Sloane Crosley, David Sedaris, and Cheryl Strayed—perfect for anyone who has ever stood in the middle of a so-called perfect life and looked for an escape hatch.
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Essays about and adjacent to the author's decision to stop drinking after she finally recognized that drinking a bottle of wine every night was not a healthy reaction to stress. Interesting that she refers to her employer only as a “large tech company” in this book; five years later she would publish [b:Exit Interview: The Life and Death of My Ambitious Career 65215677 Exit Interview The Life and Death of My Ambitious Career Kristi Coulter https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1678754329l/65215677.SY75.jpg 100097283] as an insider's look at her years at Amazon. There is some overlap between the two books, but not enough to detract from appreciating either one. I'm not sure I would have read Nothing Good if I hadn't already devoured Exit Interview but I'm glad to get more insight into Coulter's views on feminism, corporate culture, obsessions that can fill the space left by alcohol, and, apparently, the world's best husband.