yikes

i'm reading a book that has a lot in common with my as yet unfinished novel. disturbingly so. but it's fluffier and it's decidedly chick lit because it's about finding happiness through finding the right guy. my book is not chick lit, for one, because there is no guy; it's about friendship.

these are the things sarah dunn's first novel, *the big love*, and mine have in common:

1. a quick-witted character named "olivia"
2. an annoying friend named "nina"
3. it breaks the fourth wall by addressing the reader directly
4. the first person main character is obssessed with morality
5. probably more stuff that i'm just forgetting right now, and also i'm not even done with the book.

i dislike the narrator and suspect that my voice is just as lightweight and whiney as hers. she thinks she's so clever. and so do i. think i'm clever, not her. even though i actually think a lot of her jokes are funny.