You Can’t Touch My Hair by Phoebe Robinson
I think she’s more in her element in live performance, and some of this material is covered in one of her podcasts–but there are some nuggets. The book is at its best when it gets serious and personal about race and gender, for instance when she describes the ridiculous things white male comics and directors have done and said to her and her own personal struggle to respond.
She clearly has the impulse to deflect everything with a joke. With any luck, she will hone the ability to make a joke without deflecting. To laugh about things and draw people in, but still stay with us.