Suzanne Davis Gets a Life

This is a wonderful book! You have to love an author who uses expressions such "couth" without the slightest hint of affectation. There are so many parts of this book that I love. I love the explanation that the name of "Camp Ros-cowan" is "Native Americanese for its founder Roz Cohen." I laughed out loud at that one. I really loved the observation that "[t]he European weaves and insinuates" while "the American clomps and pushes." That's the best single-sentence description of the difference between Europeans and Americans I've ever read.One of my favorite parts of the book is where the narrator explains: "There have been times when I've wished I could give myself that little shove into extreme misery so that I'd get to spend a few months in a nice facility where they have yoga classes and soft-spoken nurses who give you medication in little paper cups. But, try as I may, my misery has never been acute enough to win me these sorts of perks." I know exactly how she feels. I've often wished I could lose my emotional equilibrium to the extent that I could enjoy the benefits of an institution such as the one visited by the female lead in Splendor in the Grass. It looks so peaceful and inviting with its beautiful soft, rolling hills and assorted classes in painting and basket weaving, but alas, I appear to be a prisoner of relentless emotional health (or at least of what passes for such health).We're all a little bit crazy, though, and one of Cohen's great strengths as an author is that rather than finding that fact depressing, she appears to find it charming.Cohen's books are a delight. Reading them is like spending and afternoon visiting with you funniest, most intelligent, but also kindest and most generous-hearted friend. The writing overflows with warmth and humor, but is also subtly erudite and full of equally subtle wisdom. Cohen is a writer's writer whose work has yet to be sufficiently appreciated.

I decided to read this after reading a review in the Philadelphia Inquirer. Much to my disappointment, I didn't agree with the reviewer. I found the main character uninteresting and glib. What I did like was the author's description of New York Jews. It was the only time I laughed out loud and felt homesick for the years I spent living in Manhattan.

Paula Cohen has a delightful sense of humor. There were times when I laughed out loud over her witty remarks. As the story progresses, the plot turns more serious. It shows a heroine who can face adversity with humor, and how her problems change the way she deals with relationships and life itself.

THis is the funniest book I've read in a long time. Sure, it is breezy. And breezy and insightful, as well as fun. Treat yourself to a good, happy read, even if the outcome is predictable. How it happens, though, will keep you interested.

An entertaining, light read with a predictable ending.

So funny and a quick read. You will enjoy PMC.

Pulp fiction...don't bother.

I gave it as a gift to a thirty-something woman and from reports back, the book was a huge hit.