“Kimberly Harrington is back with another honest, tender, and often hilarious book on the end of a modern marriage. No matter your relationship status, But You Seemed So Happy begs the question — what are we all doing here? I laughed, I cried, I found myself in the pages over and over again.” 

— Kate Baer, New York Times bestselling author of WHAT KIND OF WOMAN

“Intimate and raw yet meticulously scrubbed of the slightest tinge of self-pity. Harrington explores the pain and intricacies of a marriage and its dissolution with a ruthless, unflinching honesty and gallows humor that makes you feel like you buried a body with her. Did you? Maybe you did.”

—Emily Flake, cartoonist for The New Yorker and author of THAT WAS AWKWARD: THE ART AND ETIQUETTE OF THE AWKWARD HUG

“Thought-provoking and memorable. Amateur Hour…will stay with you for a long, long time.”

—The New York Times Book Review

"Amateur Hour careens from the hilarious to the poignant, eliciting nods of recognition, fists of outrage and many moments of bemusement and reflection. If your throat isn’t constricted, heart not cracked by the end of it, you may consider checking if you have a pulse." 

— Associated Press

"This funny, angry, and moving essay collection from Harrington considers life for women dealing with motherhood, work, marriage, self-image, expectations, ambition, fatigue, and everything else. All of the topics covered are familiar, but Harrington’s approach to them is singular." 

— Publishers Weekly

"Selling this book as a book about motherhood would sell it short. Rather, it is a meditation on a full, beautiful, and messy life. No piece in this collection of short vignettes is much like another. Chapters will make readers rotate through laughter, tears, and cringing, and are all written with refreshingly honest and bold abandon."

— Booklist

"More concerned with brutal honesty than keeping up appearances, [Harrington] bares all in frank prose covering everything from senior pictures to her deep-seated desire for more family fights—and isn’t afraid to dish it out, either." 

— Ms. Magazine