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Title: Advertisements for Myself
Author: Norman Mailer
Narrator: Christopher Lane
Format: Unabridged
Length: 20 hrs and 41 mins
Language: English
Release date: 12-21-16
Publisher: Brilliance Audio
Genres: Bios & Memoirs, Artists, Writers, & Musicians

Publisher's Summary:
Originally published in 1959, Advertisements for Myself is an inventive collection of stories, essays, polemic, meditations, and interviews. It is Mailer at his brilliant, provocative, outrageous best. Emerging at the height of "hip", Advertisements is at once a chronicle of a crucial era in the formation of modern American culture and an important contribution to the great autobiographical tradition in American letters.

Members Reviews:
Interesting, Terrible, Strange
Mailer's memoir is sui generis- it is an unbelievably arrogant exercise in self-creation. Although Mailer complicates the relation of the work to the creator through an eclectic compilation of self-portraits, self-criticisms, and self-praise, this is still a deeply troublesome book. Mailer's self-aggrandizements probably did more harm than good, though it was clearly inherent in the psychology of his creativity. What emerges here is an interesting portrait of the self-creation of a writer-and writers who are interested in problems of method and strategy should read it, because Mailer makes you believe you can produce magic through developing the proper disposition. An esoteric work, with a wide variety of writing.

Four Stars
Interesting read ..

Me, me, me
If there's one human characteristic I've never been fond of it is the super egotistical one. The chest thumping, endzone dancing just kind of ruins it for me, regardless of the accomplishment. In fact, I'm one of the few souls in the universe who is not a fan of Muhammad Ali, because I associate him with the first of the sport celebrity braggadocios who crossed the line and started the ball rolling on the "look at me, I'm the man" grandstanding. (He certainly wasn't the first, but he was... the greatest.) Isn't the whole point of boxing to knock the other guy down and win the bout? Isn't the objective of football to get the ball across the white line? Sure, a quick fist pump. A clap. An exhaled, YES! I know what it's like to score big in the moment. (I once caught a dropped peanut butter bread before it hit the kitchen floorâwith my foot!) But a whole center stage performance? Not what I came to watch.
Such is the case of Norman Mailer, particularly in this odd little find, a random collection of musings appropriately entitled Advertisements for Myself (G.P. Putnam's Sons; 1959). And yet, like Ali's boxing, the man can write. I had to read it, just like I have to watch Ali.
I'll say it again: the man can write. If you don't think he's perfect though, that's fine. He knows he is. Read his critiques of Kerouac, Capote, Salinger, Vidal, Ellison, Baldwin. Hemmingway, for crying out loud. And to prove how random and diverse this strange formatted book is, there is an intimate passage described in perhaps the most brilliant fashion I've ever encountered. I don't know whether to take a shower or build a monument. I do know when I finish this review, I might just jump up on my desk and scream, "I did it! I finished a book review! Suckas'!"
â Tom Field

Chaotic, Thought-Provoking and a Good Laugh
Mailer enthusiastically and fearlessly tackles the wide variety of ruminations that go on in a writer's head throughout the creative process - motivation, fear of failure, self-promotion, fame, commercial success, critical success, "hip vs.