I have been reading a lot, having finished series after series of Sherrilyn Kenyon's books. From her connected three series of Dreamhunters, Werehunters and Darkhunters (as well as her teen fiction series revolving around one of the characters when he was younger) to her science fiction League series. I have got to say that I have fallen in love. However, books do not grow on trees, and as I stare at the counter anticipating her next book release, I found myself venturing off to find another series in which I can indulge my time in. I often find these books at Costco.
As I wander down the aisle of discounted books, I find myself to be one of those people whom innately judge books innately their covers. I often find it both exciting to find books that I'd never pick up at Indigos after flipping them over to find their prices to be equivalent to that of a fancy lunch, but guilty at the same time that I am not only judging a book by its cover, but by its barcode as well. Despite how I relish in the fact that I can get cheaply priced books at Costco, I feel another sense of guilt knowing that a quality book should not be dismissed because of it's price and remember an elementary school teacher lecturing us on the priceless value of good literature.
Now after a long rant, most of you are probably wondering what book I have just finished.
From the images above, you will know that it's the same books, but different cover renditions. Something Borrowed by Emily Giffin. Yes, I chose the one with the movie poster cover, and it was actually that, that I picked up the book in the first place. I had thought it was fate that I have to buy the book, as my ever-loving boyfriend had just mentioned the movie the night before and I thought it had to be more than a coincidence that I had found the book while browsing the asile.
The book was everything I expected, but at the same time anything but what I expected. I can see why it was made into another one of those chick flicks that guys loathe the existence of, and was surprised at the unexpected elements that these movies often times lack. Incase someone read this and blames me for spoiling it for them, I will not give anything away, but I just have to say it drew me in instantly from page one. Psyche! I am so going to say what happened as I am too shocked to keep it in. I am undoubtedly a skimmer, and yet I found myself actually reading. Don't laugh but I am one of those people whom skips pages at a time because I dub them as a waste of time and can't stand a lull in conversation or action, then only flip back to skim pages only when I realized I had missed something of significance. Yes, I am one of those people.
***Spoiler***
So the book revolves around the friendship of two girls. One of which is one of those girls from high school, that always seems to get what she wants, and the other of course is the one that witnesses this from the sidelines and feels used. I know most of you are probably assuming that I fell in love with this book because I was the girl that was standing on the side being abused by her best friend and that I saw the whole injustice of it all. But you are wrong. I couldn't help but wonder whether I have used some people and knowingly or unknowingly thrived on that. But this book starts off with the popular girl throwing a birthday bash for her best friend, resulting in her fiance having one too many drinks and sleeping with the birthday girl. After this drunken affair, they both realized their love (just just lust to begin with) and have a full-fledged affair. I have to say that I found guilty pleasure in reading about their affair, sneaking around and yet they seem so guilt-free. The wedding was soon approaching and yet they still indulged in their affair like it wasn't about to happen, always pushing it aside believing that there was more time. I will skip these parts and let you read it for yourself, knowing, or just hoping that you will like it as much as I did. The juicy part however is when the book comes to an end and an ultimatum is given: call off the wedding or call off the affair. The guy shows up at the apartment, where I was sure he would tell the main character the "good news" of a cancelled wedding.
I felt like I was the one hearing the news when he decided it was too cruel of him to call off the wedding at that point, but not too cruel to have an affair in the first place. And blah blah blah, I will always still love you no matter what, blah blah blah. Then the guy tries to win over sympathy votes by crying, just because if a guy cries, it must be breaking his heart because guys just don't cry for no reason. The girl then goes off the England to visit her friend, hooks up with a random friend of a friend, but doesn't actually just because he had perfect vision and so didn't have the saline solution that the girl needed to put her contacts in if she were to stay the night. (Nice.) Lesson to the guys: always have saline solution as it is as important as having lubricant and condoms at hand.
As she arrives back in nice ol' America, who is waiting for her but the ex-partner in crime. He has called off the wedding, and they were to live happily ever after. That is when the raging ex-bride storms up into the apartment (still not aware of the affair at this point) and confesses. Not only did she have an affair of her own, which she confessed about in a prior part of this book, but she is pregnant! What annoyed me the most about this part, was that even though she got banged up, she manages to bathe herself in a good light by claiming that she felt so bad, but she is going to marry her baby-daddy and rubs it in everyone's faces that she has to be pregnant because she has a perfect twenty-eight day menstrual cycle. It was only at this part of the novel that I truly despised her. The guy at this time is still in his boxers, and crouching in the closet while holding onto his clothes listening. What he didn't remember to bring with him to the closet though, was his watch which is soon brought to the attention of the sad guilty ex-bride. She of course was sad until she notices this minor detail sitting on the nightstand and finds the real reason why her ex-fiance had called off the wedding.
She somehow manages to make it about herself again, and how she was cheated on. The best friends never talk to each other again as far as I'm concerned, and is the way it's supposed to be. I admire the author for not making a half-assed effort to make them hug it out and say how they're so sorry for everything that happened and then end with "oh our friendship is so much stronger now that we've overcome this."
This blog will now end with you imagining me applauding the author. :)
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