more mad marvy confessions of Georgia Nicolson. By Louise Rennison
As expected this is another completely and utterly funny book in the Georgia Nicolson series with many laugh out loud moments and I loved it. I actually wonder if adults love these books even more than the teenagers they are intended for, just because it really makes us feel young again and reminds us how lovely and carefree life was, way back when…
Anyway, if you pick up this book, (and I think I said this in my review of Dancing in my Nuddy Pants) you must persevere past the first 20 pages or so because in all this book’s fabulosity, I was full of exhaustiosity (that one was on the first page!) with all the vair vair annoying osities and other variations of words that seemed to be in every sentence. I was beginning to think that it would be full of miraculosity (p9) if I got past page 19. “Ointmosity” (p10) for god’s sake!!
It felt far too forced at the beginning and if it hadn’t been for the fact that I knew I enjoyed a previous Rennison book, I would have given up and not bothered with it. So you are warned, but she does calm down a lot and the osities start to go in places where they seem natural. And it’s just so worth reading, because it’s such a happy, funny book. Don’t expect a plot though; as usual!
