November 25, 2017
…Gwen turned to look at Clea Lewis, lovely as a spring
morning, if spring had been around for forty-odd years, but had taken really,
really good care of itself.
(From Faking It by Jennifer Crusie)
There are writers, there are funny writers, and there’s Jennifer
Crusie. In a way, she spoiled me for reading anybody else. Some of her books
are standard romances, but the characters and the writing are so funny that you
don’t even notice.
I picked up Getting Rid of Bradley because the setup (a
guy who doesn’t show up for his divorce) reminded me of someone I know, and I
got tickled. I read another book and got hooked.
Not all of her books are good, and some you have to read twice to
appreciate. I didn’t think much of Agnes and the Hitman the first
time, but about a year later I read it again, and it became my favorite. But if
you’re a beginner, Getting Rid of Bradley and Strange
Bedpersons are a great way to start.
Full disclosure: I really hate the sex scenes, but at least they’re
contained to a few pages, so I can just flip right past them.
So if you’re in the mood for a laugh, or if your own writing needs a
pick-me-up, try Jennifer Crusie.
“That’s not the name on your birth certificate, right?”
Agnes said, not sure. The Thibault clan didn’t seem to be wound real tight; it
was entirely possible that Three Wheels had a cousin legally christened Steel-Belted
Radial.
(From Agnes and the Hitman)
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