This was a four book week. Since I chose last week, a book that does not, in any way, resemble "chick lit," this week I'm going all out in the chick lit direction. I choose Katie Fforde's Love Letters as the best of the bunch.
I'm not clear on how the title relates to the actual story, but the story is the archtypical girl meets boy, couple encounters completely avoidable complications, couple overcomes complications (usually by the expedient method of actually speaking to each other), couple lives happily ever after.
In this case, girl is Laura who is a socially awkward 26-year-old virgin, and boy is Dermott, a womanizing Irish writing prodigy suffering from writers' block.
Obviously the appeal of the book is in the characters and not in the formulaic plot. It was a nicely angled, well characterized book that matched up well with the romantic anniversary that my long-suffering husband and I celebrated.
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