Meg Cabot
Rating: 3.75/5
There is a reason Meg Cabot is one of my favourite authors: her books are consistently good. I know that when I read one, I’m going to enjoy it.
I really liked this one. Somehow she has managed to create a character that is hopelessly clueless, but somehow in a sweet rather than irritating way. Lizzie isn’t stupid, she’s just a tiny bit misguided and idealistic. With a big mouth.
Lizzie Nichols has a problem, and it isn’t that she doesn’t have the slightest idea what she’s going to do with her life, or that she’s blowing her college graduation money on a trip to visit her long-distance boyfriend (of three months) Andrew, instead of using it as the down payment for the cute little Manhattan apartment everyone is expecting her to rent after finding a well-paying job in the city. Where she’s going to live and how she’s going to support herself in the fall are really the least of Lizzie’s problems right now. Not when she’s got to deal with the fact that she’s done it again.
This was really funny, especially the excerpts from her thesis at the start of each chapter.
I bought this ages ago – before it was released in Australia – but never read it because I thought it wasn’t going to be that good, and I didn’t want to shatter my Meg Cabot = Good Book illusion.
I don’t know where I got the impression that it wasn’t going to be good from, but I was wrong.
I was disappointed to read that her next “adult” series (as in not-YA, not as in porn) is going to be about 30-somethings. No! Write more books about people in their early twenties who have no clue about what to do with their lives.
People in their 30s have plenty of books to relate too. It seems that 85 percent of popular fiction seems to be about 30-soemthings; the other 15 percent seems to be about characters 40 plus. The rare times I actually encounter characters my own age, they are usually the ditz the husband of the 30/40+-something is having a torrid affair with. Or historical romances – I have to admit most the character there are usually in their twenties. But come on, they act like they are in their thirties.
I think more representation 19-27* age bracket is required.
I suppose I will have to content myself with reading Queen of Babble in the Big City which was just released in the U.S. (No idea when the Australian release date is) and the final in the trilogy… I think it is called Queen of Babble Get’s Hitched but I think that was only a working title. Actually, I think she is still writing it?
Whatever. More books about the 19-27*** age bracket, please.
* Finished: Wednesday 4/6
** I was originally thinking 18-29, but then I remembered all those books about 18 year olds “coming of age” and 28/29 worrying about turning thirty so I cut it down some. Ha.
*** Yes, I know I just read a book about a 23 year old - Stray. That wasn’t enough. I want more.
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