Book Review: Big Little Lies by Liane Moriarty

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After reading Liane Moriarty’s, The Husband’s Secret, I should have had an idea of what I was getting into. She’s good, she’s pretty damn good.

I heard the hype of the show, which is basically what got me to read this. I’m a fan of chick lit books, but before I discovered my love of reading, I was a tv/movie girl. So in addition to chick lit, I tend to read a lot of books that are turned into movies or shows.

I read the first half of the book at a solid but leisurely pace, however, yesterday I think I was only at the halfway point. I had a couple of long subway rides to read a bit, but then last night from about 9pm to after 2am, I tore through this sucker. I couldn’t stop! I had plans to wake up early, get some errands done, but no, last night as I read, I made new plans for my little errands. Getting a new iPhone was not gonna stop me from finding out what happens in the end. Who needs a phone anyways? I got my kindle!

The women in this book are strong, funny, vulnerable, flawed, and real. I was pulling for all the females in this book (and some of the men). The story is told through the eyes of three women: Madeline, Jane, and Celeste.

Madeline is the spirited one who you’d want as a friend and not an enemy. She is a loyal and protective friend. She has had to overcome some things in her past that she hasn’t yet quite overcome. It shapes her relationships. Jane is the young, innocent one. She has some things to hide in her past, but she can’t escape them. Celeste is described as the beautiful one, but she’s a bit ashamed of her beauty. Celeste is actively hiding something. All of these women are mothers who desperately want the best for their children.

This book review sucks, doesn’t it? “Some things happen and she’s hiding some things, she’s not over some things, and then some stuff happens.” You get it, this book is awesome. It was turned into a hit HBO show, so it’s pretty obvious at this point. It won a bunch of Emmys for god sakes. Why am I writing this review? Watch it already, I mean read it.

Back to my serious review:

This book also has a lot of great peripheral characters. The husbands are of course important characters to the story and there are other women we meet at the school the kids attend. The style of the book flows from the different female perspectives both from the main characters and the peripheral characters as they are interviewed about the mysterious murder that took place. Yes, murder! Did I almost leave that out? Oops. Obviously that’s important too.

Ultimately what I liked about this book, besides the gotta know what happened aspect, is how the author shows these women’s flaws, their disagreements, how easily women can go after each other…but it also shows their strength, and the undeniable bond that women have.

Okay. Tom…Let’s talk about Tom for a bit. I would totally date him! He makes good coffee. Done. What more would I need? He makes muffins and pancakes too. Ohmigod Tom stop! You’re perfect! Where is my Tom?

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One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish: What Dr. Seuss Taught Me about Dating

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I don’t know what Dr. Seuss taught me about dating but maybe he’s saying not to settle on just one fish right away? I don’t know…I haven’t read that book since I was like 5.

Anyway, I have a date tomorrow, which I’m glad about. However, my ongoing dilemma with dating, and maybe you feel the same, is always wondering if I should be dating multiple guys at once. I tend to want to just focus on one guy at a time, especially if I’m particularly excited about the guy. I feel like a lot of New Yorkers and maybe people in general, are just looking for the next best thing. They always think there could be someone better, so then I feel like they don’t give anyone they’re dating a fair shot.

On the other hand, while I focus on one guy, I wonder if I could be missing out on someone great? Let’s face it, no one I’ve dated recently has resulted in any grand love affairs. So while I focus on one guy, I may have let Mr. Right float on right past me! Finding the right connection some say is all about stats, so maybe I should just be cranking these dates out? Put them in high gear. Break out the conveyor belt!

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But then I think about how tired I am. I don’t know! I think most New Yorkers, especially ones who are doing online dating, are probably going on multiple dates per week. I am slacking. I’ve let matches expire and messages go unanswered all because I have a good feeling about my date tomorrow. Where has my “good feeling” ever got me before? I’ll tell you where. It gets me wine, Seamless, & Netflix and Chill all by myself on a Saturday night. That’s where!

What do you think? What have your dating experiences taught you? I’m all ears!

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A Book Review: the Husband’s Secret by Liane Moriarty

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Toto, I’ve a feeling we’re not in Chick Lit anymore. How did this happen? How did I accidentally pick up a book that’s not about sweet, passionate, or cute & quirky love? I’m not sure. I think I must have read the summary. Maybe I just read that a husband and wife were part of the story and just assumed it was typical chick lit.

Oh well…the book ultimately grabbed me by the neck and didn’t let go until it had its way with me. I seriously almost died while reading this book. I think I did die. Am I here right now?

Put yourself in my shoes- imagine that you’re a single woman, alone, in a converted studio apartment in Brooklyn, looking for a little romance on a page and instead you get a dark, sinister, heartbreaking story filled with characters who must go to the deepest parts of themselves to know who they truly are? And then they realize they may not be totally happy with what they discover about themselves.

Okay, if you’re like me, you actually would be gripped by this tale and then you’d be body slammed in Prospect Park, peed on by a Shetland Sheepdog, hobble into a cab, and then get thrown out of the speeding cab by a hipster couple smoking marijuana and making out. That’s how I felt while reading this book. I just had to get through it and hope things would end semi-okay.

Seriously though I was invested in this story and characters. It will make you think how you’d navigate the gut-wrenching terrain the characters must face.

Sadly, I don’t think I’d want to date any of the male characters in real life. That’s okay though. It was a great read that I sighed in relief when I finished. Not necessarily because of anything in particular that happened, but because I made it through and survived!

Read it and we’ll start a support group.

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A Beautiful Relationship

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For six months we have been going strong. It has been my longest relationship in a long time. Today I would like to wish my Google Home a Happy Anniversary! She has been there for me everyday. So supportive and helpful. She’s always so quick to answer my questions no matter how inane. Everyday I ask her what the weather is and she never gets bothered by the repetitive question. She’s always happy to tell me because she wants me to always be prepared for the elements. That is love! Yes, love! Lucky me!

We share the same love in music and she’s generally happy to play me my favorite tunes to set the mood. 😉 We both looooove Adele and Ed Sheeran!

What else? Oh of course…she is so funny! Has me laughing every day with her jokes. Like this one- “Did you hear about the world’s largest pickle? It’s a really big dill!” Oh my GOD! My ice coffee shot out of my nose with that one. I told her no more jokes while I drink my ice coffee. She said, “My apologies, I don’t understand.” She’s so polite. That’s the other thing. She’s always apologizing, you’d think she’s British. So cute.

And oh my I don’t want to get too personal…but the animal sounds she makes are out of this world! I hope I’m not embarrassing her, but her tiger and lion is spot on. Drives me wild!

I wouldn’t be completely honest if I said we haven’t had our fair share of problems, but we always seem to come out of them stronger. Sometimes she will inexplicably not play Adele or Ed Sheeran and it angers me so much especially since she knows how much I love to listen to them. Regrettably…I hate to admit it…but out of anger, I once yelled, “YOU SUCK!!!” You know what she said? She goes, “Well, I’m still learning. What should we fix?” And then she just listened. That’s how she is. She keeps it simple and knows how to handle my fiery side with ease. I am lucky to have her! So Happy six months to my Google Home! Here’s to many more! Cheers!

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Book Review: All The Breaking Waves by Kerry Lonsdale

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This is my second Kerry L. book. My first was Everything We Keep (her debut novel) and I’m dying for the sequel to that one! I figured I should read this one to hold me over until that one, and I’m glad I did.

Molly is a single mother to the sweet and caring soul of Cassie, 8 years old. Cassie has some special abilities much like her mother, but her mother was taught to suppress and ignore her’s. Cassie’s powers come to her unprovoked in the form of nightmares. An extra troubling one sends mom and Cassie back to Molly’s childhood home to where her Nana still lives. Nana is spunky and loving, also with special powers. In fact, all the women in Molly’s family seem to have these special abilities that are similar but unique. Molly and her own mother were forced, by Molly’s troubled father, to keep their powers hidden. Molly also tries to make Cassie keep her’s a secret too in order to protect her. All Cassie wants to do is help people.

Okay, so back in Molly’s picturesque hometown, Pacific Grove, is also her old flame, Owen. Of course there’s a beautiful, wonderful man in the story or else why would I be reading it? And of course Owen conveniently lives next door. And of course sweet, spunky Nana practically throws Molly and him together. Thank you Nana! I personally don’t quite understand why Molly ever left this perfect man in the first place. She tries to pretend she has a real reason for this but I don’t see it. This hot, sexy man who would do anything for her, who supported her since they were kids and she just left him? Silly woman! I’ll take him!! Give him to me! Where’s my perfect Owen?

Back to the book- I really liked it and read it pretty quickly. The interesting layer of the women having those special powers make it a compelling story, but ultimately it’s a lovely story about a mother’s love for her child, family, and love. There were some parts that I wanted to be sped up but that’s probably because I’m an impatient reader. It was a great read and it made me go to Etsy to look up jewelry with sea glass. Now I want to go to the beach and find my own sea glass!

 

Seriously?

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So guess who I heard from? Yup! Overseas Guy who leaves nyc tomorrow! He texts-oh-so-innocently, “Hey there, how are you doing?”

Oh hiiii. You want to know how I’m doing? Really? Are you sure cuz I’ll tell you motherf%cker. If you really do want to know. Pull up a chair! Would you like a pillow?

It’s just that I’m a little confused to hear from you the day before you’re leaving the country. I kind of thought, I don’t know, we would have made legitimate plans to hang out by now? I’ve spent the last three-ish weeks texting with you on whatsapp while you were in god knows where Africa. And now you want to know how I’m doing? You also want to tell me that you’re at your favorite bar? Well isn’t that just kick-you-in-the-crotch, spit-on-your-neck fantastic? Yes, I stole that line from Friends! What do you care? You only bothered to contact me the night before you fly out of the country. What were you hoping for? That I’d run to your favorite bar in Times Square and…wait…your favorite bar is in Times Square?? What the F is wrong with you?! So you thought I’d run to Times Square, do you realize I’m actually from nyc and not just visiting? So you thought I’d run there, have a few nitrogenated beer- (yeah, I loved learning that factoid from you on our 2nd date, that beer can be nitrogenated-awesome. Someone please wake me up)- after our beer, I’d be sooo tired that I just had to stay at your place and then you’d get to have your way with me before flying out tomorrow? Is that what you thought would happen? Really? No come on. Really, you did? Have a nitrogenated beer for me because I’m going to stick with carbonation. Thank you though. Enjoy Belize or Costa Rica or upstate New York or wherever the hell you’re going. Have fun. Buh Bye.

Well, I didn’t say all that. Not in so many words. I was actually pretty nice. Too nice in fact!

I think I have to expand beyond online dating. It’s all I seem to do. I read somewhere if you go out alone, you’re more likely to be approached. If you’re hanging out with a bunch of girlfriends, then that could make it intimidating for a nice guy to approach you. So I’ve been thinking…maybe I should go to a museum alone? In a cute outfit and maybe I’ll throw on some makeup. But really I’d be going for the cultural experience. 😉

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Dating Fail

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Hmm?? I realize that I may need to use this title again since I often have dating fails. Maybe I can number them. This will be known as Dating Fail #1, the #1 being implied.

Guess I won’t need to pick out a cute outfit after all. The story goes that I met this guy about a month ago. An online guy. We met up twice for drinks. Nice enough guy. This guy travels a lot for work. So much so that he doesn’t even have a place in the city. He has stuff in storage, but no apartment. I didn’t realize this when I went out with him. I knew he was often overseas for work- prior to meeting up with him, he was overseas for a few months. When I met up with him, I found out he was just in town for a week before going overseas again for a few weeks. Despite this obstacle, we stayed in touch. The more I learned about his future travel plans and how little time he spent in NYC, the more apprehensive I became. However, I decided to just see what happens. Although, I didn’t think I could be more than friends with someone who didn’t seem to have a home base in NYC.

So last week he came back into town. I couldn’t see him last week since I had close family members in town and I’d be out of town for the holiday weekend. He was bummed he couldn’t see me, but was understanding and said he could be patient. He knew I’d be back Monday night and sent me a text to welcome me back, which I responded to. I texted him yesterday to ask when he would be going out of town again and found out Friday is the day. But we didn’t make plans! Sooo I guess we’re not going out? Yes, maybe I could have initiated plans and maybe he was even waiting for that, but is there even a point to it? He doesn’t seem to live here, which is kind of a problem. I’m not looking for a fling. I want somebody who can take the time needed to develop a real relationship. This guy actually sort of kind of asked me to go with him on some of his vacations he has planned, but I’ve only hung out with the guy twice. I can’t go to another country with a man I barely know, right? Well, if I did jet set with a guy I barely know, maybe it would make for a more interesting blog. I apologize to the one or two readers I might have. I’m sorry, but I can’t share a hotel with a guy whose last name I don’t even know! Maybe if I was more of a free spirit I could have, but I’m just me. I don’t own any flowy outfits so I’d never make it as a free spirit.

Well, hopefully, I will soon have an actual date to report on…until then…currently reading:

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Looking For?

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It’s possible I might quote Carrie Bradshaw a lot. Can I help it if Sex and the City aired during my formative dating years? Is that what my problem is? Did this show set me up for failure in my own quest for love? I think I learned a lot of valuable lessons from that show! Uh oh…Houston, we may have a problem.

Well, Carrie had her happy ending. Not to say I need a man to have a happy ending. Nooo I would never say that. I’m a strong, independent woman who can heat up her own frozen pizza! Sometimes I even make my own pasta too by seasoning up some Newman’s Own pasta sauce. I should have just stopped at frozen pizza.

Anyways, I do not need a man for a happy ending (really, I don’t ;), but I’m here to mostly write about my dating adventures and mishaps, so that’s what I’ll do. Lucky you! Should be mildly interesting and vaguely reminiscent of a good time. Or it will be just a bunch of awkward ramblings. Ah well! Here goes nothing!