And finally, the last of my week of reading fun fiction. I love Meg Cabot’s books. She’s a fun writer and her characters are always much more witty than any person could be in real life, yet they seem like they could be friends with you. So, the thing about this book is that it’s the fifth Heather Wells book. So not only did I miss #2,3, and 4 (having apparently only read the first one), but I also seemed to have forgotten a very large part of Heather’s story-that she was once a superstar singing sensation, alá Robin Sparkles. I also didn’t remember any boyfriends, ex or otherwise. I’ll bear in mind that I’ve got three unread books to choose from the next time I want a nice fun mystery.
So, Heather is a residence hall asst. director in NYC. She’s engaged and planning her wedding, but of course there’s a murder and she’s inclined to solve it. I love the mix of residence hall stuff with her own adult life, plus the mystery. Though I will say that I think it’s time to lose “size 12/size 24” titles. The first one worked, but now it just seems silly and irrelevant.
Although I like Meg Cabot a lot, I avoided this book when it came out primarily because of the title and presumably conflict/talk about sizes and weight. As someone who would, frankly, love to be a size 12 but all my friends seem to be way smaller than that, did I really want to read a book that has to come right out and say that size 12 is a size that thin people think is fat? But then a friend told me what the story is about and I went ahead and got it and found it delightful. It’s a mystery! But a fun, quick read mystery with an interesting set up. Heather Wells is the assistant director of a dorm (and here, if it was the book, I would correct myself to say “residence hall”-a joke that got old after the second time, but was continued throughout the entire book) and she also happens to be a former teen pop star and the ex-fiance of another teen pop star (except he is still performing.) After a girl plummets to her death in the elevator shaft of the dorm Heather suspects something is not quite right, primarily because girls just don’t “elevator surf.” When a second girl dies the same way, she is sure she is on to something. No one believes her suspicions, and although Cooper (her ex-future brother-in-law, and a sexy private detective) also doesn’t suspect anything, he does agree to help her.
Very funny and a good mystery. I look forward to reading the next two books in the series!
I hope it doesn’t sound like an insult when I say the best thing about this book may be the title. I don’t mean it in a bad way. I sincerely think the title is awesome-funnily conveying “liar, liar, pants on fire”, which the main character is a big, fat, liar, and also conveying some sort of sexy pants on fire vibe, and the main character enjoys making out with lots of boys. Very clever title.
I typically love all Meg Cabot books, so it’s no surprise that I enjoyed this one as well, though not as much as some of her others. I have to say, I thought it could have been more of a novella than a novel. In terms of plot it is completely predictable (not a bad thing!). Girl is dating local stud, but cheats on him with others, outcast returns to town, she starts a thing with him too, guess who she ends up with in the end? What makes this fun is the trademark Cabot wit, as well as the surprising set up of the story. In Katie’s small seaside town in Connecticut the quahog reigns supreme. A quahog being both a clam (quahog chowder is great-I used to live on Martha’s Vineyard and they were very prevalent) and also the name of the football team. And here’s where Meg really gets me.
Because I am not a fan of football. And I am especially not a fan of school systems where athletes are treated as superior, where sports are valued over the arts or academics, and so on. In fact, it really gets me heated up. In this town the Quahogs football team is exalted so much that the players have a constantly reserved booth at the hot spot in town and the town is outraged that their players were caught cheating on the SATs one year. Outraged not that the players cheated, but that someone dared turn them in and force them to withdraw from the state championships. I had a slightly hard time believing that the adults in the community could be like this (I can’t let myself believe that there really are people like that because it would hurt my feelings about mankind too much), but since the non-boyfriend plot of the story involves calling out the town on these actions, I’m willing to go along with it.