Continuity Girl
So I just finished reading The Continuity Girl by Leah McLaren (yes, the Globe & Mail columnist for those of you following along at home). This one came to me via my bookclub, and I have to say, it’s the first time in a while that I have actually finished a bookclub book. The Continuity Girl could be viewed as chicklit, if you squint. It certainly has your standard quirky (female) protagonist, with her also-quirky friends and family, who is on a (yes, quirky) mission. But inspite of myself, I really enjoyed reading about Meredith Moore and her sudden and strange quest to spawn. Meredith becomes a self-proclaimed “sperm bandit” in an effort to have a baby without the entanglements of an actual relationship. The book follows her along the quest and you see her meet and interact with several characters (in the truest sense of the word). Some rather important bits of the plot were almost as predictable as The DaVinci Code (this is not a compliment), which loses some points in my eyes. I really didn’t want to enjoy this book as much as I did; infact, when I discovered the glowing review from the author of The Fabulous Girl’s Guide To Decorum (my definitive example of the truly bad and horrible aspects of “chicklit”) on the back of the book I almost stopped reading on principle. But Continuity Girl in the end was a fun, quick read. It won’t cause you to ponder the meaning of life, but you will want to know how it turns out.