The Randy Romance Novelist by Meghan Quinn
Genre: Chick-Lit, Romantic Comedy
Publication Date: April 12, 2016
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It finally happened, I lost my virginity. Cue applause and cheers.
For a while life was all rainbows and kittens prancing in a sky full of cotton candy clouds…that was until the demands of the real world set in.
My best friend is getting married and she asked me to be her maid of honor. She’s not worried about flowers, or the dress, or the food at the venue. No, she’s worried about the bachelorette party, what kind of penis crown she will wear, and the nipple size of the stripper who will be attending.
I’m in way over my head trying to balance life with a boyfriend, planning a penis party, and writing my romance novel. Something is bound to give.
This is my life after my happily ever after…
*** Warning: The Randy Romance Novelist is over the top, ridiculous, and is meant to make you burst out in laughter. Question the sanity of this author, and welcome over-dramatized comedy into your life. Please proceed if you would like to read about absurd tomfoolery type events, be exposed to the book world and other authors, as well as see that even in the midst of a comical combustion of nonsensical craziness (and naïve characters) love will always prevail. ***
My Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
Well Damn. Meghan has done it again. The Randy Romance Novelist is a spin off to The Virgin Romance Novelist. It can be read as a standalone though I highly suggest reading TVRN first.
I was literally laughing out loud by the second paragraph. Meghan needs her own freaking urban dictionary. This is definably not your mothers Chick-lit.
Giant man balls
and that’s only from skimming the first few chapters.
Back are Rosie and Henry. This time living together as a couple doing it like rabbits everywhere…all the time. Seriously there is more nookie in this book than I have read in a long time but Meghan can turn even sex into a humorous tale. So don’t let that scare you away.
Delaney is getting married and Rosie is tasked with organizing her penis fest. There is one hilarious scene where she drags Henry into a sex shop. Pleasure booths and all. Of course the book is filled with several embarrassing moments for Rosie and her random mouth vomits. Seriously any of them ever happened to me I’d crawl in a hole and die.
Only part I skimmed was the penis fest. The word penis is mentioned 200 times in this book. I had to look down at my own vagina at times to make sure it hadn’t morphed into one lol.
I was surprised by the story line and direction the book took. There were quite a bit of “I did not see that coming” parts. The part I can’t tell you about shocked the hell out of me.
I HIGHLY recommend reading if you love to laugh till cry or pee your self. Whichever one comes first. Bonus if you do it at the same time.
Favorite Scene: The sex shop
Please don’t judge me for being here. I have a perfectly good wiener at home waiting for me. I don’t have to have one flopping in my face to get my jollies. I mean I do like it when he flops it in my face but I only like it when my boyfriend does it. He shows respect while flopping around you know…never pokes me in the eye or anything. Arrrgggghhh matey.”
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Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if “It’s Raining Men” starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.
Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing… enter her first novel, Caught Looking.
Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!