KISSING FROGS IN CYBERSPACE
Author: Dianne Sweeney
Source: Author Submission
Thank you Dianne!
* I received this book free of charge in exchange for an honest review*
- Paperback: 216 pages
- Publisher: Adelmore Press; First edition (December 11, 2009)
- Language: English
- ISBN-10: 0578041790
- ISBN-13: 978-0578041797
SYNOPSIS:
In today’s age of virtual hook-ups and online encounters, it is no surprise that there are thousands of web sites devoted to Internet dating. Told in a series of vignettes, Kissing Frogs in Cyberspace, Dianne Sweeney’s revealing account of dating in the 21st century takes you on a hilarious, often poignant journey of online dates, dumps, and disasters. As she discovers the world of Internet dating is blessed by those seeking true love and plagued by those just seeking. Kissing Frogs in Cyberspace uncovers the reality of online dating–its pleasures, its horrors, and all the quirky stuff in between.
MY THOUGHTS:
If you are out there looking for that certain someone, or if you already have that certain someone and just want a great hysterical laugh, then this is the book!
I don’t think I have laughed so hard in my life as I did with this book. I finished it all in one day, and by the time I was done, my sides were sore from laughing so much. My husband, who can sometimes get that annoyed look on his face when I read parts to him, was even laughing!
In the book, we get to see the author taking a chance on dating again. She decides to do the whole internet dating sites to try and find her true love. What we get to read is her hysterical and comical horrors of embarking on internet dating and her insights on what she thinks of some men!
If you could only buy one funny read this year, then I urge you to give this one a shot. I KNOW I will be reading this book many more times in the future, especially when I am having a bad day. I would rate this a six flame if I had one! If you don’t believe me, take a look at the ratings of it on Amazon. I am not the only one who thought this book was witty and wonderful!
MY RATING:
Outstanding Book That Will Stay On My Bookshelf
For Rereading!
EXCERPT:
( posted with author’s permission)
A Clean, Well-lighted Place for Men
As I walk into the bookstore, my eyes immediately glance at the “must read books” table; I start toward it and stop myself. You are here to find men, not a book.
I walk toward the middle of the store and see a tall, sleek man standing there. I take a step forward and then stop. I look at the section heading: Diseases.
Okay, maybe he’s doing research. Maybe he’s a doctor looking up information, or maybe… My mind races ahead in time; I don’t even know this man’s name, but I am imagining us at a party surrounded by our mutual friends, when a woman turns to us and says, “How did the two of you meet?”
I cough nervously, “Well, he was in the disease section of Barnes and Noble, reading How to Stop the Spread of the Human Papilloma Virus…and it was love at first sight.”
No, I can’t. I just can’t get that image out of my head.
I take a step backward and move on to the Sports section. I imagine I am going to find a big burly man with muscles protruding through his jersey, reading a book about football or baseball. As I turn down that aisle, there is a man standing there, and what do you know, he has very nice forearms. I can tell he definitely works out. He is engrossed in a book, but I cannot tell what it is. He is so engrossed in it, in fact, that he doesn’t even notice I’m there. Casually, I peer over his shoulder. To my surprise, it is an Asian Biker Chick Calendar. Is that drool coming out of his mouth? I glance at the pictures; I look at their perfectly sculpted bodies. Dubiously, I glance down at my own and move on to another section.
I decide to check out the True Crime section. Now, this could go one of two ways, but I figure, let’s just see if there is anyone there.
I turn down the aisle, it’s empty. I stop and glance at the titles: The Real JonBenet Ramsey Story, Jack the Ripper, and Cabin 28: The Keddie Murders. My eyes are quickly scanning the titles when I come across one that sends my mind racing, Women Who Kill. Can you imagine if I were to purchase this book and have it out on my coffee table when my date comes to pick me up? Better yet, what if I left it in the guest bathroom for a little light reading? I could even highlight some passages and take notes on the sides. The notes could say, “This doesn’t work. You need a ten-inch blade, not a six- inch.”
Placing the book back on the shelf, I turn around and leave the bookstore. I leave my Mr. Right standing there gazing at the Science Fiction novels, dreaming of a woman who looks like Princess Leia in her gold bikini.
As I walk into the bookstore, my eyes immediately glance at the “must read books” table; I start toward it and stop myself. You are here to find men, not a book.
I walk toward the middle of the store and see a tall, sleek man standing there. I take a step forward and then stop. I look at the section heading: Diseases.
Okay, maybe he’s doing research. Maybe he’s a doctor looking up information, or maybe… My mind races ahead in time; I don’t even know this man’s name, but I am imagining us at a party surrounded by our mutual friends, when a woman turns to us and says, “How did the two of you meet?”
I cough nervously, “Well, he was in the disease section of Barnes and Noble, reading How to Stop the Spread of the Human Papilloma Virus…and it was love at first sight.”
No, I can’t. I just can’t get that image out of my head.
I take a step backward and move on to the Sports section. I imagine I am going to find a big burly man with muscles protruding through his jersey, reading a book about football or baseball. As I turn down that aisle, there is a man standing there, and what do you know, he has very nice forearms. I can tell he definitely works out. He is engrossed in a book, but I cannot tell what it is. He is so engrossed in it, in fact, that he doesn’t even notice I’m there. Casually, I peer over his shoulder. To my surprise, it is an Asian Biker Chick Calendar. Is that drool coming out of his mouth? I glance at the pictures; I look at their perfectly sculpted bodies. Dubiously, I glance down at my own and move on to another section.
I decide to check out the True Crime section. Now, this could go one of two ways, but I figure, let’s just see if there is anyone there.
I turn down the aisle, it’s empty. I stop and glance at the titles: The Real JonBenet Ramsey Story, Jack the Ripper, and Cabin 28: The Keddie Murders. My eyes are quickly scanning the titles when I come across one that sends my mind racing, Women Who Kill. Can you imagine if I were to purchase this book and have it out on my coffee table when my date comes to pick me up? Better yet, what if I left it in the guest bathroom for a little light reading? I could even highlight some passages and take notes on the sides. The notes could say, “This doesn’t work. You need a ten-inch blade, not a six- inch.”
Placing the book back on the shelf, I turn around and leave the bookstore. I leave my Mr. Right standing there gazing at the Science Fiction novels, dreaming of a woman who looks like Princess Leia in her gold bikini.
Jeannie @ Pine Cottage Books
What a riot! I’m going to have to read this one–I’m always up for a good laugh 🙂
Nice review!
The Book Junkie's Bookshelf
I really liked this one too!
Tricia
Six flames, I’ll definitely be looking for this one next book store trip.
Kris
i just got this one in today for review, so…I’m not even reading your review LOL…but I did see 6 flames so I’m pumped about it!