I adored Ms. Janowitz's first book, SCOT ON THE ROCKS, but I have to say that JACK WITH A TWIST was much better! I couldn't put the book down. Even through Brooke's self-obsessed personality, which she doesn't make excuses for, by the way, you cannot help but like her and root for her and Jack to...
At times I thought Brooke came off as an bubbly airhead instead of someone with law degree. I would have much preferred her to be more independent and less dependent at times. However, the book did serve its purpose which a light,funny and easy read. The story was very entertaining and some of...
If you like family relationship books - you will really like this one! It has a very deep loving relationship between granddaughter and grandmother. There is a difficult relationship between mother and daughter. There are some romantic relationships as well. The writing sweeps you away to the...
When her ex-boyfriend, Trip, gets engaged to Hollywood's latest It Girl, Manhattan attorney Brooke Miller plans to attend the wedding. Who says a modern girl can't stay friends with her ex? Besides, Brooke's got her sexy Scottish fiance, Douglas, to take as her date. Okay, so maybe he's not "exac...
Thank God. I may not have a wedding dress, and the first meeting of the parents may have gotten off to a bit of a rocky start, but at least work is the one thing I understand, the one thing that’s under my control. The one area where I know that nothing will go wrong. Especially since today is th...
I say to my ex-boyfriend, “we need to talk.” We’re on the set of his latest film. You know, the one that’s starring his movie star wife about a woman who goes to her ex-boyfriend’s wedding? Yes, that’s the one. The one that’s all about my life. Long story. “I don’t have time to talk, Brooke,” he ...
Kosher or not, those things always hit the spot. The cocktail hour was amazing. Now I know the meaning of “rubbing elbows.” The room was filled with Hollywood’s best and brightest, and there was little old me, rubbing elbows with them. Literally. Brushing by them elegantly and then smiling to say...
Seeing it always makes me smile. I know she got it while on her semester abroad in Florence. She bought the same one for me. I let myself into her apartment and throw my duffel down. I packed in a hurry—most of the stuff in my dad’s loft belonged to him, anyway—as if I couldn’t wait a minute long...