I read this title right after finishing Bossypants, and thus thought they were going to be similar, but I was wrong. While Tina Fey approaches her memoir with anecdotal essays, Amy Poehler takes a more traditional, chronological approach, which has its pros and cons.
I do think that Poehler is excellent at bringing the reader into her world, and her passion for performance is evident. However, like Fey, she does shoehorn in a lot of unnecessary jokes I think for trying to remind people that this is a comedian's memoir. She also complains a lot about the writing process, which gets old after a while.
Overall, not bad but not the best memoir.