The Mother Road, Meghan Quinn
Genre: New Adult, Romance
This is a really hard to rate book. At times I was sniggering like a schoolgirl with tears running down my face, and yet sometimes the humour was just too OTT even for me, and just felt forced. It was as if the author had to milk every possible permutation out of the joke, drain every last drop of humour, and sometimes less is more as my nan used to say. I got tired of the endless childish behaviour between Marley and Paul. They acted like toddlers, not people in their twenties, whilst their dad and friend Porter just looked on adoringly. Nope, that just irritated me.
Paul was a huge drama queen, that bit at the end at the wedding rehearsal over the stained tablecloth was just too far for me. It was just so unreal, and no adult, even Paul, would do and say what he did.. I kept thinking I hope Savannah knows what she’s getting into – he must be amazing in bed because he’d drive any sane woman nuts.
His regurgitation of facts appealed, I’ve a mind like that and his whale stats – I’m embarrassed to say I knew many of them *blush*. The whole idea of the road trip in memory of their mother was fabulous and very moving and touching, and dad Bernie(The Bern) was great. He and his presidential swearing, odd comments and phrases made me laugh out loud. In fact so much of the book had me shaking with laughter, tears down my face that I couldn’t read this in bed as usual as Him Indoors would have been saying “ what…what…are you ok?” Porter was cute, I felt I understood him and was so admiring of what he’d done with Bernie’s help so that he could move forward, hopefully with Marley. Marley, I loved the way she’d worked so hard to make her dreams come true. The way Porter was still in her heart despite what happened, the way she loved her family. I din’t like her friend Marisa (? think thats her name) but the yoga class made me laugh. Years ago I went to one with someone I’d just met, not realising it was all “your mat is your island” serious. When someone let a noisy bit of flatulence ( amazon won’t let me say the slang!) no-one laughed, not a snigger, not a wobble, not a smile, whilst I was finding it hard to carry on with a straight face. It happens, and usually we laugh it off but that class was Too Serious for any humour. I decided it wasn’t one for me…..
The romance side was sweet, but really took a backseat to the humour, and I’d have liked that to be a bit stronger and the toilet humour to be toned down in some parts. ( See above with the table cloth) At times is was cringingly awful when pulled out into potty type phrasing, let alone the physical fights. Never the less I have to give this five stars, it really is the funniest book I can recall reading for a very long while. Its not one I’d reread but if you’re feeling down and are prepared to skim when the humour goes too far and feels forced, then do pick this up. You won’t be down for long 🙂
Stars: Five, skim the cringing bits and just let the rest convulse you with laughter
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