Review
`[Praise for the first book about Rachel Riley, My So-Called Life]: 'Every fictional diary published since the Eighties has invoked Adrian Mole, but not until My So-Called Life have I read anything that so closely captures the spirit of the original . . . Nadin achieves the rare trick of producing a book that will make both adults and teenagers laugh aloud.' The Observer
`...it takes talent to turn a dull, uneventful childhood into comic material and Nadin has pulled it off - My So-Called Life is very funny...an Adrian Mole for 2005.' The Bookseller
`Her keen eyed but naive observations on family relationships and life in a small town are as perceptive as they are hilarious and Rachel Riley proves to be the sharpest, funniest diarist since Adrian Mole. Slightly saucy in parts, this is definitely one for older readers (and a guilty pleasure for grown ups)' Becky Stradwick, Publishing News
`[Praise for the first book about Rachel Riley, My So-Called Life]: 'Every fictional diary published since the Eighties has invoked Adrian Mole, but not until My So-Called Life have I read anything that so closely captures the spirit of the original . . . Nadin achieves the rare trick of producing a book that will make both adults and teenagers laugh aloud.' The Observer
Product Description
My quest to find THE ONE starts right now! This year I will utterly not snog random posh boys with congenital acne but will save myself for long-haired creative type with interest in tragicness and with musical potential i.e. Justin Statham. Though am not sure Justin has realized yet that I am THE ONE for him. Maybe he has heard I am rubbish at snogging. I need to learn to snog properly - and fast. Though perhaps I am just generally unlovable. As well as tongue technique issues I have hopelessly untragic relatives and a dog who eats furniture. Plus I am practically a medical midget and my hair is mental. Maybe I should just give up on boys altogether...
