I couldn’t decide whether to read The Late, Lamented Molly Marx or let it go back to the library. TW said it was good, sort of. Sassymonkey had read good things about it but sent her copy back to the library unread. I saw some reviews that seemed like I would like it. I saw some others that made it sound like just another bit of fluffy chick lit. My TBR list is feeling a little too long for just another fluffy chick lit.
But.
I took a chance. I think I was still recovering from Tathea and all of the kind of tough books I’ve been reading. I felt like I wanted just one more thing that I was SURE I would enjoy. Just one more thing that I could just relax and enjoy.
Molly Marx fit the bill. I did enjoy it. Every single one of the characters except for that bitch Stephanie. I did just sit back, relax, and enjoy it. It read quickly. The chapters were exactly the right length. The mix of “memory” and “real life” was excellent. I even liked the ending.
Thank you for reading my novel, The Late, Laemented Molly Marx. I’m glad you could relate to the characters (except for Stephanie) and I’m glad you liked the ending, and found the book to not be, as you put it, “fluffy chick lit.”
All best,
Sally
Ok, see this is why I don’t give book reviews-I enjoyed it. I didn’t know if you would or not. It is quirky enough but not shocking enough for me to make everyone on the planet read it.