Nine Perfect Strangers: A Review

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Lookie here, I love Liane Moriarty. And, y’all, she’s back, back, back again with Nine Perfect Strangers.

When nine people sign up for a ten day retreat, they hope to come away transformed. But, boy, they have no idea what the director has in store for them.

Frances: double divorcee, romance writer struggling to find love

Ben and Jessica: young married couple hoping to spend the next ten days reconnecting

Lars: health retreat professional

Napoleon, Heather, and Zoe: they’re on a family vacation of self discovery

Tony: middle-aged, overweight, sad about his dog

Carmel: divorcee hoping to come away from the experience at least one size smaller

The characters are complex and hilarious. The methods are…unorthodox. And, in true Moriarty fashion, the drama is real, the writing is fantastic, and the twists and turns are sharp and fast. You guys, read this book. You can get it here.

Alright, y’all, we’re about to get real spoilery up in here.

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You’ve been warned.

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Okay, let’s get started, shall we?

When Frances first arrived and they wanted a blood sample, I got nervous. When the massage therapist told her not to do anything that made her uncomfortable, I wanted her to get the H E double hockey sticks out of there. When Yao insisted she finish her smoothie, I was mentally screaming for her to get on up out of there. But she didn’t. In part because the smoothie was delish, and also she had no idea where her car was. Because, oh yeah, at Tranquilum House they take all your gear.

I was immediately suspicious of the smoothies. And rightfully so. Because, girl, there’s more than fiber and vitamin B up in there. But I don’t want to be a real spoilery spoiler, so I won’t say. Just read it.

The director, y’all. I have a lot to say about her. Here’s the thing, her methods may be unethical, unorthodox, unhinged, but they are most definitely effective. Every single one of the guests come out of there enlightened and better than when they came in. So, you know, she got the job done. She just got on the crazy train to do it.

And that’s all I’m going to say about this book because I 100% want everyone to read it.

Drama, laughs galore, near death experiences, and the silent treatment. This book is perfect for summer. So, get on it, y’all.

Okay, byeeeeeeeee.

Smoky Lynx

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