Anybody want to know what to read this weekend? As V-day is shortly to be upon us, I have some matters-of-the-heart-themed suggestions.
I Don’t Care About Your Band by Julie Klausner is now available in paperback. Her story of the misadventures that pave the road to love are funny and raunchy and horrifying – and ultimately encouraging, no matter what your goals in the area of romance.
What I said to myself as I read, between snorts of laughter:
“I am so glad I am not the only one!”
“No way! Really???”
“BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” (That’s a prolonged snort, in case you were wondering).
“BWAHAHAHAHAHAH!” (more snorting).
“BWAHAHAHAHAHAH!” (You get the idea).
It’s not for the faint of heart, but then neither is dating.
For more profound kind of stuff, try: The Gargoyle, by Andrew Davidson (a perennial favorite that I never seem to shut up about).
You’d like a wry take on the love story? Leaven of Malice, by Robertson Davies is delightful. A review from its first publication: http://www.nytimes.com/books/97/08/24/reviews/davies-malice.html. This title is sometimes easier to find bound with its companions as The Salterton Trilogy.
For beach-book fun: The Wilde Women, by Paula Wall. It looks like it should be a panting, heaving sort of thing, but isn’t. It is, however, funny and smart. Her first book, The Rock Orchard, is good fun too.
Genuine Romance with petticoats and everything: You want steamy? Julia Quinn is your go-to girl. Her historical romances are steam, couched in manners, with some laughs. They follow the traditional formula for these things, but my homemade brownies follow a traditional formula too. I really can’t call that a flaw.
So, there you are – reading material for the weekend. Stock up on the chocolate and you’re good to go.