This book is outside of my usual favorite genres (post-apocalyptic, dystopian, thriller, non-fiction, speculative fiction, and the like) but I reached out to the Facebook hive mind for pre-wedding brain candy reads and this one was recommended by one, and endorsed by many, so I threw it into my suitcase. I haven’t read “Confessions of a Shopaholic” or seen the movie as it’s not the kind of material that appeals to me, but Kinsella’s book was a nice, albeit predictable cotton candy departure for me.
Emma Corrigan is a normal girl, leading a ho-hum life, unsatisfying job, little direction, unable to wrest approval of her parents from her more successful cousin. But when a plane she is on seems to be destined to crash, she, in a moment of sheer panic, blathers and spills all of her innermost secrets to the handsome stranger sitting next to her. When it turns out he is connected to her place of employment (founder and CEO) all bets are off as to what will happen to Emma, and her secrets. Except like, bets should totally be on because it’s obvious what will happen. This is the book version of the plot thread in Love Actually between Natalie “oooh, would we call her chunky” and Hugh Grant’s Prime Minister, if the Prime Minister was the founder of a fictional cola empire. This story is unbelievable, in that it can hardly be believed, but it’s a mostly harmless romance where the everygirl reigns supreme.
The film adaptation of this book is currently in pre-production. As is typical with movies, the lead is played by a stunner (Alexandra Daddario) who I think Emma would pick, wistfully and without hesitation, to play her in the movie version of her life. The dude set to play Jack Harper plays Superman in TVs “Supergirl” so it seems like they hit that very giant and obvious nail on its giant and obvious head.