Neve could feel her knickers and tights make a bid for freedom as soon as she sat down.
Sarra Manning’s You Don’t Have To Say You Love Me is proof that there is not only such thing as nice, genuine, hilarious chick lit, but she manages to write about a (formerly) obese woman without every mistake in the This Is Why I’m Fat book.
Yes, I pretty much loved this book.
Of course it is still chick lit and therefore there are scenes which will make the reader wonder (out loud) why Neve just doesn’t do or say something and it’s is very very clear from the start who she’ll end up with. But more importantly, Neve is a believable character who takes the easy way out with waiting for her extra large dreams to happen instead of working for her very nice (but too close for comfort) reality. She grows throughout the story and it is easy for the reader to vouch for her. The other characters aren’t one-dimensional puppets but have their own lives. And! the sex is written like normal people experience it, instead of male-gazey with weird synonyms for body parts.
So even though I told people less than two weeks ago that I wouldn’t touch chick lit with a ten feet pole again, I’m so glad I doubled back on it. This was a book you want to keep reading but yet never want to have it end. I’m waxing lyrically about chick lit, this is new. Please read this of Manning’s Unsticky and come join me in this unfamiliar place.
You Don’t Have To Say You Love me, Sarra Manning, Corgi Books 2011