Title:Sundays at Tiffany's
Publisher: Little, Brown and Company
MSRP: $24.99 (HB) (PB is also available)
Rating: * * * */5
This is kind of a complicated book- I still don't fully comprehend... so instead of putting it in my own words (and this is also because I'm lazy :P) I'm going to put down an Amazon description:
As a little girl, Jane has no one. Her mother Vivienne Margaux, the powerful head of a major New York theater company has no time for her. But she does have one friend--Michael--and no one can see him but her. But Michael can't stay with Jane forever, and on her eighth birthday, her imaginary friend must leave her. When Jane is in her thirties, working for her mother's company, she is just as alone as she was as a child. Her boyfriend hardly knows she's there and is more interested in what Vivienne can do for his career. Her mother practically treats her as a slave in the office, despite the great success of Jane's first play, "Thank Heaven." Then she finds Michael--handsome, and just the same as she remembers him, only now he's not imaginary. For once in her life, Jane is happy--and has someone who loves her back. But not even Michael knows the reason behind why they've really been reunited.
I loved most of the characters- but I did want to kick one character, Hugh, where the sun don't shine (haha :D) because he was such a jerk, but I think you were supposed to. Jane Margaux was multi-layered, and I thought it was cool she wrote plays. And I kind of had a crush on Michael- after a long stretch sorely lacking of likable characters! I kept going, "Oh, I wish that was me..."
The plot had a lot of unexpected twists- it kept you interested, but I kept crying. It was so sad sometimes! It seemed real too, even though you kind of have to suspend all reality to read it and like it, which is easy enough once you start reading it.
If you're a romantic like me, you'll love this. I was really impressed by how easily James Patterson left his usual gory suspenseful murder mysteries for a kind of romance (not the Hallmark type, the kind worth reading.), and still made it something great. Incredibly jealous of his writing talent!
One thing I did have an issue with? The end was a bit of a cop out. Like he just got tired of writing it. It left some loose ends untied.
If you don't deal with sad books so easily, however, you probably ahouldn't read this. You've been warned.
Peace out, Meggin