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For Star Wars Day, read the library's copy of The Princess Diarist by the late Carrie Fisher, a partial memoir of her experience filming the first Star Wars film.
Actually, more of it is devoted to late adolescent recollections (from the titular diaries, which are represented by a photo of the pages and then some transcripted entries, which include the kind of bad poetry you write when you're 19 and in the middle of a dubious love affair, and very little about actual Star Wars filming) of the experience of being an aspiring young actress in her first major starring role and having had a rather messed-up Hollywood upbringing from being the child of two celebrities, and also having personal issues about self-confidence and discovering oneself while simultaneously having an affair on-set.
And TBH, those bits were pretty boring, although I do agree with her younger self that she should have had the on-set affair with Mark Hamill, instead.
But aside from that—which was a mild disappointment since those then-contemporary diary entries were supposed to have been the main draw of this—there are interesting bits and anecdotes about her Star Wars experiences, both then and in recent years. There's auditioning for and getting and preparing for the role (and how the famous hairdo came to be), and then the initial impact that Star Wars had on the actors as it started to get popular, and nowadays what it's like now that it's a cult classic with a massive fanbase, and the expectations that go along with it and the Princess Leia image and how it's affected her. In a way, it reminded me of Leonard Nimoy's original I Am Not Spock, though in a more upbeat manner.
Overall, this was pretty entertaining and a nice look into the SW franchise and one of its stars, though the stream-of-consciousness style of autobiography took some getting used to (but is probably a nice touch if she narrated the audiobook version), and I'll probably go on to read her other, earlier memoirs, which I picked up during a sale shortly after she died.
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