I was looking to be swept away by a tale of hope and love. My heart has been breaking recently by the stuff of life and I needed an escape and a substantial deposit in to my happiness bucket. This novel gave me took me a much needed journey and I would recommend it to all romantic souls.
Pay no attention to Wendy… She missed the class on manners because she was attending two extra courses on personal intimidation.
The life force is running out of this room! I’ve been at funerals that had better vibrations than this.
We never got married because I’ve finally learned that if you have to bring the law into your personal relationships, then you’re doing it wrong.
One time he said to me, “You know, I had a great six-pack when I was young,” and I said to him, “Bragging about beer is so unbecoming for an old man.”
It’s like he’s a person who has his emotions in a safety deposit box somewhere, and he forgot where he put it.
Matchmaking for Beginners was the second superbly written book of Maddie Dawson’s that I have had the pleasure of reading. It produced a near-constant smirk and frequent subvocal chuckling. I have a strong compulsion to stop everything and simply indulge in all the various publications of this woman’s clever and creative work as I reveled in her word skills. I adored her highly amusing, clever, and keenly crafted storylines from start to finish. Her quirky characters were each uniquely, inexplicably, and magnetically intriguing, even the villains.
The main character of Marnie was an oddly unobservant bubblehead who was all too easily tilted off the rails and careening towards ruin. While I may have wanted to give her a few smacks to the head with my Kindle, I also found her extraordinarily endearing and held my breath for her on numerous occasions. Ms. Dawson’s humor was well-honed, shiny, and crisp. I particularly enjoyed the witty exchanges between Marnie and Patrick, the “luminous” misanthropic hermit living in the dank basement. Sigh, more, please!