Iris Has Free Time by Iris Smyles

There, I came across a cluster of NYU graduates standing in cap and gown. They were laughing and posing for photos. Was it June again already? Their voices echoed through the subway tunnel. "Congratulations! Congratulations!ΓÇ¥ their parents said. And I wanted to yell, "DonΓÇÖt do it! Go back! You donΓÇÖt know what itΓÇÖs like!ΓÇ¥

Whether passed out drunk at The New Yorker where sheΓÇÖs interning; assigning Cliffs Notes when hired to teach humanities at a local college; getting banned from a fleet of Greek Island ferries while on vacation, or trying to piece together the events of yet another puzzling blackoutΓÇö"I prefer to call them pink-outs, because IΓÇÖm a girlΓÇ¥ΓÇöIris is never short on misadventures.

From quarter-life crisis to the shock of turning thirty, Iris Has Free Time charts a madcap, melancholic course through that curious ageΓÇöoneΓÇÖs twentiesΓÇöwhen childhood is over, supposedly.

Genre: Biographies/Memoirs