I recently read The Imperfect Enjoyment after receiving a copy from it’s author, Dewan Gibson. I agreed to write about the book, but I also gave Gibson this disclaimer:
“I have to be honest in my review…So if I like it, that’s great. If not, I hope you don’t hold that sh*t against me!”
Luckily, The Imperfect Enjoyment kept me thoroughly entertained from cover to cover. I don’t have to make any literary enemies on the West Coast now that it’s time to share my opinion.
The Imperfect Enjoyment is a memoir focused on Gibson’s life and romantic exploits as a young college instructor who left the Midwest for sunny California. It explores, love, lust(lots of lust), heartbreak, hope and just about everything else in-between. I found myself laughing at the author’s vivid and hilarious stories one minute, then totally relating to the growth that came with such experiences the next. It’s a book that manages to speak from the male perspective in a way that captures the interest of both men and women. I say this because it’s refreshingly honest, as Gibson has no problem discussing his imperfections. I mean, it’s in the title for Christ’s sake! What more could you ask for?!
I really should have written this on Valentine’s Day to go along with my mixtape about getting stank on your hand. My goal for the mixtape I created(aside from coming up with the most ridiculously offensive title ever) was to cover a number of aspects of love and intimacy with the song selections. What I strived to do, Dewan Gibson actually achieved. Plus, he’s one of the few people on Earth with as many crazy dating stories as me! I recommend reading The Imperfect Enjoyment. You can buy it on Amazon here. To learn more about the book and it’s author, check out http://www.imperfectenjoyment.com
Sounds interesting. I’ll share this review w/my Book Club.
Wow. Met the author in a club with my best friend when I was living in SD…my friend ended up dating him for a short while. I’m pretty sure I wanna stay away from this book.
So uhmmm…Ms. Capricious Devotee,
Who is your best friend? Date might be too strong of a word. Can she identify which of my toes has a large corn? Talk to you soon.
Yes, “date” is used loosely…as we do here on the East Coast. But I think it might have involved a ride to the airport (?)…
Lol. Perhaps I’ll check the book out – she said I should.
Oh, and my friend shall remain nameless ;-)
Lol. Damn I know exactly who that is. Tell ______’s sexy ass to call me. I no longer have her number. I was in a relationship and didn’t want to drunk dial/ask to make sweet love to her on my chocolate, expensive looking but actually very cheap Ikea couch. Tell her Baby D is here for her (I think she used to call me that).
Haha, yep. She probably did call you that. I will tell her.
Damn, it’s a small world.
It really is a small world! It’s been so long since someone other than I has been called out by a female on this site, it’s almost refreshing! Once again, thanks Dewan for sending the book, and for also having a dating track record as decorated as mine, if not more so!