I am not a juicy, celebrity-memoir kind of girl, but I couldn't resist this one; three of my favorite things in the entire world (entertainment-wise) are Wicked, The West Wing, and Pushing Daisies. This is not the most well-written book -- and I went in fully expecting that -- but it's heartfelt and seems to reflect the same personality I see whenever Kristin Chenoweth appears on talk shows. I do wish that she had gone into more detail, but nevertheless, I laughed a lot, I teared up a little (namely when she talked about John Spencer's death), and I developed a genuine respect for Kristin. It's a thoroughly charming book and will likely appeal to any fan.
To be 100% honest, even if this book had been total crap, it would have been worth it for the chapter written by Aaron Sorkin. I have such a shameful intellectual crush on that man.