Felicia Day is the best friend everyone wants and cries because they don't have. 
 This isn't just a memoir. I mean, yeah, we get a quasi-dysfunctional (but happy!) childhood and her [dramatic voice] rise to stardom. I know more about her quirks, fears, and perfectionism than I ever thought I would. And while she's telling her story, you're sitting there thinking, "I feel that way." or "I've done that." or "This is totally me." 
 This will hit frighteningly close to home to anyone who's been afraid to create. "But what if I write a novel and people don't like it? Or what if they do like it? What if I have fans??" Felicia is a nerd like the rest of us, but she's also done something with. Which is something the rest of us probably can't say. 
 I attended her book event prior to release day (shameless plug for my blog there) and the moderator talked about how open and raw she was about her depression. And all right, I'll admit, there's a certain amount of eye-rolling involved with depression talk, because it's so "deep" and "edgy." 
 But when I got there, I wanted to cry and hug my book. Because it's not this sudden thing--maybe you only understand the downward spiral when you've been there. (Gaming twelve hours a day rather than doing anything constructive? Hi!) It's not "I was sad, but I got better!" It's more "Life sucks, but here's how it can suck less." And that's better than any self-help/unwanted advice/spiritual guru. 
 This book was exactly what I had to read right now. If you ever think your interests or ideas are too weird, and no one would like it... you're wrong. Go write your novel, draw your comic, shoot your web series. Because, hey, people may like it! Which is a little scary, too. But a good scary. 
 Also: There's no shame in fanfic.