Had I remembered that I had already read The One That I Want by Allison Winn Scotch I would not have read In Twenty Years, but I didn’t and so I did….
In Twenty Years was okay, but two days after reading it I’ve forgotten most of the character’s names and in a few weeks I’ll probably have forgotten the plot. No doubt in a few years time I’ll have forgotten that this author isn’t really writing for me and will read another book by her.
The story is about a group of five former housemates from university who spend a weekend together twenty years on to celebrate/reminisce/get into fights/fall into bed with each other/get drunk/ruin their careers/figure out what is important and generally enjoy (?) each other’s company. The weekend was organised from the grave by the sixth member of their household, who died tragically some years before. The weekend is on what would have been her fortieth birthday.
The story was dull and the characters’ mid life crisis’s were predictable, despite their unlikely paths in life (a rock star, a plastic surgeon, a successful blogger, her stay-at-home husband and a woman who is so frightened to really live that she creates a pretend life on social media).
The cover states that Allison Winn Scotch is a New York Times Bestselling Author, so clearly loads of other readers really enjoy her books.