[sputnik]

i just can't do chick lit. i'd rather read jackie collins or any other trashy romance novel. at least they don't pretend to be anything other than raunchy guilty pleasures. but chick lit authors seem to be under the delusion that they are real writers. with the exception of the first bridget jones, any chick lit book i've tried to read just infuriates me to the point where i feel like burning the damn thing and i get angry at myself for being such a masochist that i can't just chuck a book i don't like, i force myself to trudge along even though every page is cliché-ridden, faux-introspective, unfunny torture.