If you've always wondered what goes on in David Sedaris's mind that leads to his fantastic essay collections, this is the book you've been waiting for. This is truly just diary entries, and Sedaris himself says in the book's introduction that he doesn't envision people picking this up and reading straight through (I did, though :) ). If you do read it through, it's actually quite interesting to watch Sedaris grow and change throughout the 25 years of his life the diaries cover. It's like a backstage tour to the stories that have solidified David Sedaris's place in the culture. It's definitely a book that is for the reader who is already a Sedaris fan- if you're looking for where to start, this isn't it.

I received this as an ARC from Netgalley

First Line: One. It's only December and already......

Summary: These are David's diary entries from 77-02, and as you can imagine they are dark, witty and hilarious!

Highlights: My husband started dreading the evenings because I would lay beside him in bed laughing until I cried and making him listen as I reread several pages.

Lowlights: It started out very dark, even for David Sedaris, but it quickly became everything I wanted it to be.

David Sedaris is probably the only person other than Andy Warhol whose diaries I can read like a gripping novel. And this is totally because David Sedaris sprung fully-grown from his own head sometime during his high-school years. He has always been this writer, and these diaries are proof.

If I could go back in time I would move to Chicago and become dear friends with David Sedaris.

Theft by Finding is a collection of excerpts from David Sedaris’s diaries from the years 1977 to 2002. I chuckled several times, and certain parts had me laughing so hard I nearly fell off the couch—especially the parts about him mangling French when he was learning the language after he and his partner had just moved to France. (It’s a brave thing to move to a foreign country and attempt to learn a new language—you’re going to humiliate yourself on a regular basis for sure, which Sedaris does, to the reader’s amusement.)

In addition to the humor, what was fun about this book was the modern history—in 1981, he writes of reading about a “cancer” that only affected homosexuals. In 1982—the popularity of Frogger. In 1985—he gets a “ghetto boom box” for Christmas. Sedaris learned about the World Trade Center attack while he was in Paris. The Bush/Gore debacle in 2000—and his father’s life-long lectures to him about the importance of voting Republican.

Like his collections of essays, his whacky family also provide laughs when they visit or he visits them—sometimes on purpose, like his sister actress/comedian Amy Sedaris, but sometimes just by being themselves told through David Sedaris’s dry wit.

Sedaris spent more years than I realized really struggling financially, so he lived and worked among racists and unabashed wife beaters and lunatics. Sometimes the stories were sad, but sometimes the narcissism of his neighbors was chuckle-inducing.

He talks about quitting drinking and taking drugs casually—it seemed like one day he decided to quit and that was that.

I really enjoyed this, and if/when he comes out with 2003 to 2017, I will definitely read that—I’m looking forward to it!

Thanks to NetGalley and Little, Brown and Company for the opportunity to review this book.

I am a huge fan of David Sedaris' work, and was very much looking forward to this book. This was a little different than his previous works in that this is adaptations of his journal entries rather than polished essays. I usually enjoy his books, but didn't find this one as enjoyable, although it did get better as the years progressed.

You can never go wrong with anything by Sedaris. This included.

"In the U.K., if you discover something of value and keep it, that's theft by finding."

I kept a diary for long periods in my life. So, I like to read diaries. I read Samuel Pepys' diary. It took me two years. I read it in bed so every night the last line I read was usually, "And so to bed."

I thought it would be great to read David Sedaris's diaries. I have read several books by Sedaris and I've heard him on the radio. The first book I read was on recommendation by a library staff person.

I was living in a teeny rural town where the police chief had his own untrained militia and was armed with ex-military weapons, including a Hummer. I heard the KKK left flyers on driveways. The local church was splitting because the denomination was not strongly anti-abortion and anti-gay and anti-anything else progressive liberal. I went to the library and asked for funny books to raise my spirits, and I was given Holidays on Ice.

Its no wonder funding to libraries has been on the cutting block under the current administration.

Consquently, I should have known what I was getting into when I requested Theft by Finding, excerpts from his 156 volume diary kept between 1977 and 2002.

I had no idea.

"What I prefer recording at the end...of my day are remarkable events I have observed.."

And he has observed some pretty strange events.

At times I thought, what did I get myself into? Other times I laughed out loud, but no way was I going to tell anyone what was so funny. It's embarrassing to laugh at something so incorrect.

And yet, I realized, Sedaris's stories were, well, pretty believable for all their bizarreness. I lived in Philadelphia and seen some pretty weird stuff myself. But that's another story.

Also, Sedaris has some pretty spot-on insights.

One of my favorites is from November 17, 1987, Chicago. The police had caught a man who had smashed windows and painted swastikas on Jewish businesses. He was a skinhead with tattoos, Sedaris writes,"which is strange, I think, because Jews in concentrations camps had shaved heads and tattoos. you'd think that anti-Semites would go for a different look."

His self-knowledge is also commendable. On January 26, 1999, in Paris, he is called a misogynist. "No," I corrected her, "I'm not a misogynist. I'm a misanthrope. I hate everyone equally."

Sedaris is thoughtful. On December 31, 1998, he wrote that his dad, visiting him in Paris, had the evening before leaned near a candle and set his hair on fire. He wrote, "This morning we went to buy him a hat." Such a good son. Helping Dad keep his dignity by covering up the scorched hair.

In his forward, Sederis suggests readers peruse the book, sampling here and there, now and then. Good luck with that. Frankly, it's hard to put down.

I received a free ebook from the publisher through NetGalley in exchange for a fair and unbiased review.

This book comes out at the end of the month and if you are a David Sedaris fan, you won’t want to miss it. Theft by Finding is David’s diaries from 1977-2002. That’s a lot of journaling.

This is the first-person account of how a drug-abusing dropout with a weakness for the International House of Pancakes and a chronic inability to hold down a real job became one of the funniest people on the planet.

Most diaries — even the diaries of great writers — are impossibly dull, because they generally write about their emotions, or their dreams, or their interior life. Sedaris’s diaries are unique because they face outward. He doesn’t tell us his feelings about the world, he shows us the world instead, and in so doing he shows us something deeper about himself.