[simpleazon-image align=”none” asin=”1616201711″ locale=”us” height=”160″ src=”http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51pzyK5JnxL._SL160_.jpg” width=”107″][simpleazon-link asin=”1616201711″ locale=”us”]Kids These Days: A Novel[/simpleazon-link] by Drew Perry
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Funny and engaging from page one. Honest and self-deprecating voice of narration with an amusing view of himself, his life, and the world. I could’ve done without the foul language. There were, however, surprisingly sweet moments where it was impossible not to feel empathy for the characters and to share in their fear and expectancy as they prepared for their first child. There was also crazy drama with riotous humor well-balanced by sensitivity, vulnerability and depth. I recommend this for fans of humorous fiction or for those who are trying to raise children in these crazy times.
“She was skinny in a way that made me want to feed her a burger” (p. 14).
“She opened the doors again, let another amount of air in. We stood there like that, not knowing while the whole of the outside pressed in against us” (p. 158).
“But there was not much left that felt at all solvable anymore. I was as lost, I knew, in that condo, in my whole life as I would be in the Intracoastal if I fell out of the boat and had to swim back home” (p. 178).
“If we were not in paradise, there was at least a billboard every five miles that would tell us how many exits were left before we got there” (p. 297).
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