It’s not often my husband turns to me while I’m reading in bed and tells me to quiet down. But with *every single chapter* of Hyperbole and a Half, that’s what he did because I was laughing so much. I just loved every story Brosh told and the way she told it. I could relate to more stories than I care to admit to, especially the Simple Dog and Helper Dog stories… I have a similar dog myself.
The text of Hyperbole and a Half is good—it’s conversational and personal, and it gets the reader engaged in the story. But the art is what sets this book apart from all others. With just a few simple lines, Brosh conveys exactly what her crudely drawn characters are feeling—panic, mischievousness, exasperation, even depression. Each one hits spot on.