Awful

The narrator/author’s habit of gleefully over-pronouncing all the sexual references and lewd words in an effort to sound edgy and provocative very quickly moved into nails/chalkboard-irritating territory. Abandoned book half-way in after realizing it was getting worse, not better.

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Jesus would dig.

You will too. If you're : an artist / remain perplexed by the mysteries of the Catholic Church / have become indifferent to the mysteries of the Catholic Church / have ever found yourself drawn to contemplative life while simultaneously being repelled religious doctrine / or simply have dark humors coursing though your bod that need to be let- this book is for you. P.L. shares scenes from her life behind the doors of the rectory-- yet remains generous and funny.

And the narration? C'mon! Only SHE could convey her gentleness, anger, and distinctively weird comic timing so perfectly. I think her voice is pure chrism.

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This book is so bad, I couldn’t finish it! Just a bunch of whining and complaining about the Catholic Church in a most irr

This book is so bad, I couldn’t finish it! Just a bunch of whining and complaining about the Catholic Church in a most irreverent way. About a girl who liked to write about disgusting images while laughing at her father who somehow became a priest yet likes parading around the Home naked, likes guns and (HORRORS) supports the republicans! The author reads her book in a similar whining voice. Even the writing itself is boring. All sentences are the same length and emotion. Ugh!

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Endless,self centered babble about nothing.

I listened to this book thinking it had to get better. It never did. Complete waste of time.

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Such a fresh voice and vivid details. Loved it.

I didn't want it to end. wanted more. Such a fresh voice and vivid details. Loved it.

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Terrible narration--read, don't listen

This is a great example of why authors should think long and hard before they narrate their own books. Few have the skill to do so. This narration emphasized the weak points of the writing and overwhelmed the good. The only word I can think of to describe the prose is "florid"...why use one metaphor when five in row might be better? (Because it makes you sound like the winner of the bad poetry/prose contest) Often the descriptions are hilariously overwrought. "The procession passed like a snake's lingerie". What? Still, there's a great story here, interesting characters, and thought provoking insights. It is truly unfortunate these are buried neck deep in downright annoying voices. All of the characters sound like they are coming out of the mouth of a middle school actress overplaying every line, trying to reach the back of the theatre. The mother's voice is a cross between the Wicked Witch and one of the Kardashian sisters. Priestdaddy's voice belongs in Wayne's World, a lunatic stoner. That guy is saying Mass? The main character's tone is so relentlessly snarky--insufferable,sneering adolescent--that you can't stand the girl. When the narrator occasionally dialed down her "performance" and spoke in a believable, authentic way, it was a beautiful calm in the middle of a storm of bad acting. This was a challenging book to narrate. The author wasn't up to the task and did her own writing a great disservice.

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Holy Smutty Metaphors!

Lockwood is a new author to me. If I was hip, I'd have heard of Lockwood prior to buying this starred darling. I'd have known that the NY Times has crowned Lockwood the "smutty-metaphor queen." She has a big Twitter following and is the author of a book of poetry, "Motherland Fatherland Homelandsexuals." Lockwood is also a boundary pushing comic with an acerbic wit and a long windup into a delivery that packs a punch to your thinking process.

Lockwood as an author is a fantastic writer with a keen sense of observation. Her stories in this memoir are skillfully told with heart; her narrative smoothly slips from quirky hilarity into depths of sincere revelation. Daddy was a former Lutheran minister, married with children when he is compelled to convert to Catholicism. Granted a "dispensation" from Rome, he is "allowed to keep his wife....even allowed to keep his children, no matter how bad they might be." It is later revealed that his case was reviewed by Joseph Ratzinger, who we now know becomes Pope Benedict XVI. Living with a Catholic Priest, the family also shares the life of a priest and his flock from an intimate vantage point. Lockwood not only sees different lives and circumstances, she has a compassion that sees the perspectives.

The style reminded me of Mic Night at the local bookstore, where poets and storytellers get up and share their latest writings. The words weighted and paused for timing, the occasional interjection of a word or event meant to produce some level of shock in the listener, as you sip coffee or wine. You've no desire to attend the performance but you're dragged by a friend. It's good to get out, see friends, and somehow you end up enjoying the performances. That was this book for me. If I was more familiar with the work of Lockwood, I would have passed; NOT for any reason other than it is not a format or a genre I enjoy. Everything was top rate: the writing the content, the narration -- especially the narration by the author herself which adds another dimension -- it was not for me. I hope that my personal opinion doesn't dissuade anyone interested in this book.

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Weird boring memoir narrated by a valley girl

I am not sure what this memoir is about exactly. It's rambling and uninteresting. There are a few moments that caught my attention, but overall I kept asking myself, "Why is she telling us about this?" and "So?" And I kept trying to figure out where I'd heard the super irritating accent of the narrator before - in the San Fernando Valley! Like gag me with a spoon.

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It would be better to read the book, not to listen

What made the experience of listening to Priestdaddy the most enjoyable?

nothing--the listening experience was poor

What didn’t you like about Patricia Lockwood’s performance?

It's often not good to have authors read their own work. In this case a very good memoir was destroyed by not being able to be understood. The author's voice is dull, gravelly, monotonous, depressing, whispery, and drifts off at the end of the sentences. There were whole chapters I could not understand. I was thinking of returning it and getting the hard copy instead. It's impossible to focus on what she's saying.

Any additional comments?

Read the book, forget about the audible one.

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An Original Voice. An Original Thinker.

I want to be careful about the way in which I write about this book. Not because the subject matter is scandalous (it's not), but because, like all beautifully complex things, it'd be easy to mislabel or to put Lockwood's memoir in a box; to diminish its magnificence and, ultimately, the spell it cast over me. It deserves more than that. So, I'll say this: great writers are often lauded for having an original voice. Well, Lockwood has that and then some (including an amazing and amazingly absurd sense of humor). More importantly, she's an original thinker whose devotion to language and words and poetry - her primary trade - can be felt in every line, every turn of phrase, and every bit of confounding imagery that seems to reveal some hidden, intangible truth that normally exists just outside of fingertips' reach.

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