04 December 2008 ~ 0 Comments

(Book) Confessions of a Counterfeit Farm Girl by Susan McCorkindale


I liked this book well enough. I got a little tired of the author trying too hard to be funny, with the constant quippy footnotes and all that jazz. It was funny, just overdone. For instance, you simply don’t wear heels on a farm. Parts of it just felt untrue and reaching too hard. Kind of like her or her editor said “ya know, that’s just not funny enough, let’s throw in some chicken poop and THEN it will kill”.

It’s a fast read and it’s great for light reading in bed when you’ve had a really long day and just need to escape for a while. And yes, parts are definitely laugh out loud. It was just missing something for me. I’m not even sure what exactly, some honesty or heartfelt-ness. Something.

Give it a read, it’s funny, just don’t go in expecting some huge thing of the city girl turned chicken poop lady 😉


A laugh-out-loud memoir about a city slicker who discovers that Manolos and manure just don’t mix.

At her husband’s prompting, suburban mom and New York career woman Susan McCorkindale agreed to give up her stressful six-figure job. Together, they headed down south to a 500-acre beef farm, and never looked back. Well, he didn’t look back. She did. A lot.

From playing “spot the religious billboard” on the drive to rural Virginia, to adapting to a world without Starbucks, to planning bright-orange hunter-resistant wardrobes for the kids (“We moved here to get away from the madness of Manhattan only to risk getting popped on our own property”), this is her hilarious account of how a city girl came to love—or at least tolerate—country life.

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