I hate to say it, but much like everyone else, at Carrie Fisher’s passing, I bought her book. I waited awhile to read it, so I could work through my feelings on her death and everything surrounding her before reading her words, and I’m glad I did. I was crying pretty openly for a good portion of this book, because it told a lot about Ms Fisher that I didn’t know, and made her feel even more like a friend than she was as Leia.
The Princess Diarist is a book where Carrie Fisher recounted tales from her life leading up to A New Hope, the time on A New Hope, and the crazy wave of fame that followed. It is full of incredibly personal stories about an affair with Harrison Ford, her forced fat camp trip, and that dang metal bikini. It is chock full of her memories, and reading it, I truly felt like she was reading it to me, letting me know about her life and experiences.
I miss Carrie Fisher. I didn’t know her personally, heck, I never even met her. But she was a woman who appeared to take no nonsense, and that is fantastic. I loved reading her book, and I can not recommend it highly enough. There are details that may not be suitable for all readers, but if you’re at the age of consent, you should read this. It really opened my eyes to how little everyone expected of Star Wars before it came out, and the way it took off for so many people. I can’t recommend The Princess Diarist enough.
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