Genre: Fiction
Publisher: Hyperion, 2006
Pages: 304
Rating: Do Not Recommend
Synopsis: The blog that scandalized Washington, D.C., is not a sharp steamy, utterly unrepentant novel set against the backdrop of the nations' capital....
"Just between us girls, Washington is an easy place to get laid. It's a simple matter of economics: supply and demand. Washington lacks those industries that attract the Beautiful People, such as entertainment and fashion. Instead it has the government, also know as 'Hollywood for the Ugly.' Without the model-actress population to compete with, my stock shot up when I moved to DC."
When Jacqueline Turner's fiancée gives her two days to move out of his apartment, she has no choice but to leave New York City and crash with her best friend in Washington, DC. (She can't be expected to keep herself in cute clothes while paying New York City rent, after all.) She needs a new, exciting life-not to mention real employment. Where better to get a fresh start than the nation's capital?
Alas, DC turns out to be a lot more buttoned-up and toned down than she'd hoped. It's a town where a girl has to make her own excitement-and Jacqueline Turner is just the woman for the job. From the married presidential appointee who gives her cash after each tryst, to the lascivious Georgetown lawyer who parades her around like something out of Pretty Woman, Jackie's roster of paramours grows so complicated her friends ask her to start a blog so they can keep up. But in a small town like Washington, the line between private and public blurs very easily. Just as one of her beaux takes a lead in the race for her heart, Jackie realizes this blog idea may be more than she bargained for....
Deliciously gossipy and impossible to put down, The Washingtonienne is every bit as outrageously scandalous as the real-life exploits that inspired it.
Review: Despite the characters' sexual exploits which were not all that graphic in nature, the language (the F bomb is mentioned several times on every page), was a turn-off to me. It was too much too often.
I'm not sure why I kept reading it. Nothing much happened, the plot plodded along, and it's not well-written or compelling. I think I was just in awe that people actually live like this.
This isn't a memoir, but definitely based on factual events, as the synopsis says. The author clearly had her 15 minutes of fame and the book was a weak attempt to capitalize on it. A memoir might have been more interesting.
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