Still Just a Geek by Wil Wheaton

 

Twenty years ago, I was not a person who cared all that deeply about what Wil Wheaton was doing; I am not now a person who cares all that deeply about what Wil Wheaton was doing twenty years ago. This is not me slagging on Wheaton--he seems as though he's intelligent and reasonably self-aware and interesting and decent; this is me commenting on the fact this memoir is basically his blog from the early Aughts, collected. This edition has footnotes (some of which have footnotes) taking up most of the page space on most of the pages, which makes for a juddering read. Many of those footnotes seem to be Wheaton beating himself up for not being the person then that he would want himself to be now, which ... well, he could show himself some grace from time to time, maybe. I didn't even make it a hundred pages in before my growing disinterest summed with the exhausting read to nope me out.