Even so? I mean, I can’t much relate to the thirty-something never-been-married gal who lives with her grandmother. I was married at 21–and a mommy at 22. I’ve never had a *real* career; I was a stay-at-home mom who later got a job to help keep family finances functional. To me, these gals (and I’m lumping much chick lit together in this statement!) who are ten years or more beyond that age and still acting like teenagers seem somewhat absurd. Isn’t it possible to grow up without getting married? I don’t get it. But I do need to remember that I am not precisely the target audience here!
My daughter (25 and married) and I have had some interesting discussions about Christian chick lit. Living in a college town as she does, she believes that many 20-somethings just continue to be older teenagers. Many young adults still live with their parents and continue with a generally less responsible lifestyle than those of previous eras. (Can’t get your kids to leave home? Stop cooking with cheese, as the ad on tv goes…) Sheesh. I feel OLD.
Okay, I kind of got off topic. Tomorrow I’ll actually talk about *this* book. Stay tuned!