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Staggering under the debt of the fancy wedding she financed, but never got, 23-year-old Pepper Spicer has come back home to lick her wounds. There's nothing glamorous about the life she's living now—she's sleeping under her parents' roof, bunking with a 7-year-old, and working a dead-end job at a sandwich shop. She's got no social life, no romantic life, no life at all. Pepper's got plenty to complain about. And she does. Loudly. Constantly. Exhaustingly. It's wearing her—and everyone around her—out.


Like The List, Melanie Jacobson's debut LDS novel, Not My Type offers a fun, lighthearted story about a girl struggling to understand who she really is and what she really wants. Unlike the former, the latter gives us a much more likable heroine, someone who's self-deprecating and sympathetic, with a focus that extends beyond just herself. The warmth and humor that has become Jacobson's trademark writing too, comes through loud and clear with this one, making Not My Type a quick, enjoyable read with a lesson about gratitude that's difficult to ignore. The story did get a bit contrived, with some bits that were difficult to believe (How does Tanner not realize Pepper's really Indie Girl?), but all in all, it's a happy book that's clean, uplifting and, unlike other LDS romances, not totally nauseating. As a matter of fact, I quite enjoyed it.
(Readalikes: Reminded me a little of The List by Melanie Jacobson and My Ridiculous, Romantic Obsessions by Becca Wilhite)
Grade: B
If this were a movie, it would be rated: PG for mild sexual innuendo
To the FTC, with love: I bought Not My Type from Deseret Book with a portion of the millions I make from my lucrative career as a book blogger. Ha ha.
I loved this one. Definitely my favorite of all the ones she's written.
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness. The title of this post killed me. Thanks for the laugh this morning.
ReplyDeleteYeah! Now I know which one to read! If only I could get my hands on it and actually fit it into my reading "schedule."
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