This author has a connection to the place where I work... she and I were chatting one day, and she told me she was a writer... I realized I had seen this book around town (she is a VT author) and I was curious to read it.
I suppose this book would fall under the category of "chick lit," which sounds so dismissive. I like a lot of books that could be categorized as such, and this was one of them. Although it reminded me very much of Briget Jones Diary in the beginning, I soon saw the narrator as a unique character, separate from Ms. Jones. I liked the short, punchy writing style, the chapter headings, her crazy family, her rather selfish kids and the interesting people the narrator met along the way. It was the sort of book I would read a long sittings, then have to put away for awhile, usually when the narrator was happy and settled for the moment. For I knew some challenge or disaster was headed her way, and I wanted to postpone that moment for a bit.
I will be loaning/giving it to friends, not just because I liked it, but because of my rather tenuous connection to the author as well.