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Fuck this book. The author is a selfish example of the father in a family of small children getting to pursue his wild and ridiculous dreams thanks to his wife sacrificing herself. “Oh, I have children? That’s okay. I have a wife slave who follows me blindly and probably didn’t expect any help with our twin boys so I could write all these books.�� I was horrified when he left his wife all week with twin toddler boys, but then he decided it would be rad to move to another country and leave them all behind. He is a man child who is lucky to have a responsible wife to do all the unappreciated dirty work (oh, we need visas? She’ll figure it out while she’s caring for our kids). The author is so thoughtless—he is impetuous and he’s respected for that because society gives him a free pass to pursue his “genius��. I’d prefer to read his wife’s memoir.