The first time I watched “In Her Shoes” I thought it was a bit long, but something about it tugged at me. It felt like a book.
Translating a book into a good movie is difficult and few do it successfully. I will probably never be able to read Jennifer Weiner’s “In Her Shoes” because I can’t see a movie then read the book; it just doesn’t work for me. It did, however, prompt me to pick up two of Jennifer Weiner’s other books.
To say I devoured “Little Earthquakes” and “Good in Bed” would be an understatement. Some books have the ability to not only draw you into the lives of the characters, but make you identify with them. Jennifer Weiner’s writing contains a compelling mix of humor and earthiness. Her main characters are so down to earth and the stories so far from contrived that you forget you are reading fiction. In fact, sometimes you feel like you are the main character. I know a book has impacted my life when it adds itself to my natural “association” pile. My personal repository of similes and metaphors are built from a wide base of experience and books I’ve read.
I’m a blonde-haired, blue-eyed, Catholic girl from the Midwest, but when I’m reading a Jennifer Weiner book, I’m a Jewish brunette from the East Coast.
Hello Blondette,
I’m a brown-haired, hazel-eyed Catholic girl from the Pacific Northwest and I lOVED reading “Good in Bed”. Don’t tell my mother! The characters felt very real to me and it was easy to lose myself in the story.
I’m currently reading a new author, his name is Rob Costelloe. I think you’d like his work. It’s interesting to me how a man on his first book can write so well about the emotions of women. Take a look.
To good Catholic girls who love trashy novels! Here, here!