I may be leaning towards I don't like it. I love many of Jenny Colgan's later books. But this one; I just want to crawl inside and smack the crap out of most of the characters. I mean how many times do you have to get drunk and make an ass of yourself before you stop getting drunk and making an ass of yourself? Learn from your mistakes people!
This book is truly terrible book without the charcteristics of her more recent writing. I am surprised that a desire to make money off Jenny's first work would triumph over the embarasment of bringing this out. No interesting characters,none of the compelling dilemmas of her excellent series. Publisher should apologize to Jenny, buyers, and sellers.
Not as good as her previous books. Unlike West End Girls, there was no sense of Pygmalion. She didn't convince me that this girl deserved to end up with the nice guy. She painted her as lazy and mostly unable to accomplish anything in her personal life.
Much like others have said but adding my voice as a warning, this is clearly an early work with unpleasant/unlikeable characters, a lot of repetition of situations and an obvious ending. While I love later works by Jenny Colgan, this was definitely a waste of money and time. Buy her later books, they are MUCH better!
Ugh... The characters were so boring! I didn’t care what happened to a single one of them. It started out pretty good with the writers style and setting up the characters and the plot - the middle of the book goes nowhere. I was determined to finish this hoping it would get better - it did not.
Notwithstanding everyone else's glowing review of this supposedly hilarious book, I found it to be nothing more than a vastly inferior imitation of Bridget Jones' Diary. That is, another first person narrative by an incredibly hapless (and, due to self-awareness, incredibly self-deprecating) British, female singleton in her late 20's whose life consists of looking for Mr. Right and winding up with Mr. Wrong. Virtually every attempt at humor comes in the form of Melanie's self-criticism (mostly justified). If I were Helen Fielding (author of Bridget Jones' Diary) I would sue for plagiarism. However, compared to the one-dimensional predictable stick figures in this book, the characters in BJD seem deep and multilayered by comparison. People like Amanda are virtual cartoon characters--i.e. completely unrealistic. If you haven't read Bridget Jones' Diary, skip this book and read that far superior, and funnier (not to mention more original) version instead. If you have read BJD, and are hoping that this will be of an equal caliber, you'll be sorely disappointed.