Genre: Memoir
Publisher: Penguin Group, 2011
Pages: 352
Rating: Do Not Recommend
Synopsis: Wendy McClure is on a quest to find the world of beloved Little House on the Prairie author Laura Ingalls Wilder—a fantastic realm of fiction, history, and places she’s never been to, yet somehow knows by heart. She traces the pioneer journey of the Ingalls family— looking for the Big Woods among the medium trees in Wisconsin, wading in Plum Creek, and enduring a prairie hailstorm in South Dakota. She immerses herself in all things Little House—exploring the story from fact to fiction, and from the TV shows to the annual summer pageants in Laura’s hometowns. Whether she’s churning butter in her apartment or sitting in a replica log cabin, McClure is always in pursuit of “the Laura experience.” The result is an incredibly funny first-person account of obsessive reading, and a story about what happens when we reconnect with our childhood touchstones—and find that our old love has only deepened.
Review: I expected something more from someone who's an editor of children's books. The book was lacking something - an authenticity perhaps. The writer's style was abrasive., although midway through she seemed to settle into writing her story and it improved. Since this is about Laura Ingalls Wilder I think I wanted something warmer and something fuzzier. This memoir just didn't do it for me. I didn't hate it, but I didn't love it. If you love Laura Ingalls Wilder you will probably read this and at least like it. If you never read the Little House books, this book won't inspire you to do so and you'll probably feel as though you wasted your time.
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