‘Magical’ – Mindy Kaling

‘Delicious’ – Amy Sedaris

‘Funny and poignant and beautiful’ – John Mulaney

‘It made me remember I was alive’ – George Saunders

To see the world through Jenny Slate’s eyes is to see it as though for the first time, shimmering with strangeness and possibility. As she will remind you, we live on an ancient ball that rotates around a bigger ball made up of lights and gases that are science gases, not farts (don’t be immature). Heartbreak, confusion and misogyny stalk this blue-green sphere, yes, but it is also a place of wild delight and unconstrained vitality, a place where we can start living as soon as we are born, and we can be born at any time. In her dazzling, impossible-to-categorize debut, Jenny channels the pain and beauty of life in writing so fresh, so new and so burstingly alive, we catch her vision like a fever and bring it back out into the bright day with us, and everything has changed.

This book is something new and wonderful – honest, funny, positive, completely original, and inspiring in the very best way: it made me remember I was alive

Jenny’s writing is magical and stylish, just like her. Each essay in Little Weirds feels like a vivid, cinematic experience, full of original observations and unexpected laughs

This book is like a stovetop goulash, delicious and varied ingredients, prepared perfectly and excellent with bread . . . I’m sorry, I lost track of the simile

A man on the 2 Express Train read some of Jenny Slate’s Little Weirds over my shoulder. ‘What kind of book is this?’ he asked. ‘The best kind,’ I replied

Luminous, emotional, lovely, and a little mysterious, this book is something you will savor like a half-remembered, gorgeous dream. You’ll finish it feeling like Jenny Slate is your new best friend