It’s called Sloppy Firsts, and it’s one of the few of the approximately six trillion YA* books I’ve digested since October, that made me laugh out loud. Also, it was vampire-free and not dystopian, a great relief.

*You are probably thinking, “Geez, Carol, don’t you ever read anything but YA? The answer is ‘no.’ I did, however, read a lot of James Joyce in my youth,and I even understood it.