<p>(I am so far behind in reviews. I have so many to do and, as the three readers of my blog have noticed, I stopped doing anything about that months ago and *sigh*. Then, instead of writing the reviews, I just go straight to my dealer, i.e. <a href="https://www.netgalley.com/">Netgalley</a>, and request more books and then the publishers on <a href="https://www.netgalley.com/">Netgalley</a> give them to me. Why have you not cut me off, <a href="https://www.netgalley.com/">Netgalley</a>? Plus I buy books and go to the library and I am totally going to die by being crushed by the huge piles of unread books I have all around my house. And, of course, the books from <a href="https://www.netgalley.com/">Netgalley</a> expire, so then I take them out of the library and review them because I can't let some multinational publishing conglomerate down. Plus the new Wordpress editing system annoys me because I hate change. If I were a true reviewer, I'd make a plan to review at least 52 books this year, or something. But no, I'll just go to the bookstore, then the library, then <a href="https://www.netgalley.com/">Netgalley</a> and add to my unread pile so that, when crushed, it will take an excavator to dig my mummified corpse free.)</p>

<p>I decided, before opening the book, that I was going to dislike <a href="https://www.librarything.com/work/19118600/book/161497413">One day we'll all be dead and none of this will matter</a> by Scaachi Koul.
I based this on the following reasons:</p>

<ol>
<li>she is younger than me;</li>
<li>she is more successful than me; and</li>
<li>I read a <a href="https://www.librarything.com/work/19304946/book/139936418">similar book</a> a few years ago and found the narrator insufferable and idiotic;</li>
</ol>

<p>Then I opened Koul's book and was annoyed with myself because it was good and amusing at times and heart-rending at others and dammit why are people more talented than me? How is that fair? And I shouldn't prejudge books. I learned my lesson (although I reserve the right to prejudge any books with <a href="https://www.reluctantm.com/review-of-sideboob-i-mean-failsafe-by-f-j-desanto/">side-boobs</a> on the cover).</p>

<p>Essays on being female, being Canadian, being first-generation, having boyfriends, having friends, people who are jerks, etc. Depth but not smothering (like how my piles of books are going to smother me if they don't shatter all my bones first). I enjoyed reading it.</p>

<p><a href="https://www.librarything.com/work/19118600/book/161497413">One day we'll all be dead and none of this will matter</a> by Scaachi Koul went on sale March 7, 2017.</p>
<p><small>I received a copy free from <a href="https://www.netgalley.com/">Netgalley</a> in exchange for an honest review.</small></p>

A smart, witty, sharp, and engaging look at growing up as the child of Indian immigrants in Calgary. Laugh out loud funny, and touches on issues of racism, feminism, privilege as well as family, love, and work. Highly recommended.

3.5 stars. One Day We'll All Be Dead and None of This Will Matter is an engaging collection of personal essays. The author is a young Canadian woman who's family is originally from India. She grew up in Calgary and lives in Toronto. Her personal essays deal with, amongst other topics, family, relationships, race, body image, hair, drinking, family weddings and her parents' reaction to her older white boyfriend. Her essays feel young, irreverent, angry and honest -- at times bordering on a bit too much honesty for me. There is also plenty of humour and the odd swear word. Many times, Koul made me feel old, but I enjoyed the window into her world. Thanks to Netgalley and the publisher for an opportunity to read an advance copy.