From Publishers Weekly
Cassandra, a Dublin magazine columnist, has three best friends and an unlucky love life, a familiar setup that author Carroll (
Remind Me Again Why I Need a Man) shakes up with a whimsical device: her likable, humorous chick lit narrator is psychic—but no believer in the occult. Cassie’s involuntary flashes, as she calls them, usually involve the love lives of strangers, but when she catches a glimpse of her own romantic future, Cassie’s mystified to discover that her fabulously wealthy best friend Charlene is dating the man of her visions. Caught among fate, friendship and the rare possibility of fulfilling romance, Cassie struggles mightily with her desire and guilt, though readers will find the choice between unsympathetic Charlene—a disagreeable comic misfire—and dream guy a no-brainer. Carroll gives Cassie enough wit and charm to make up for a hackneyed media world setting and grating details—egregious puns (a black belt in tongue-fu), Manolo Blahniks, evil bosses—making this an exercise in pure (if predictable) chick lit fun.
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Product Description
Cassandra can see the future with 100% accuracy . . . for everybody except herself.
Ever since Cassandra was a little girl, she’s had a remarkable psychic gift. Now a successful columnist for a weekly magazine, she predicts the future with uncanny precision. And thanks to her stunning co-worker Charlene—and the latest love of Charlene’s life, hot television producer Jack—Cassandra’s moving up . . . to daytime TV!
The trouble is, whenever Jack’s around, the hapless seer’s second sight goes dim—something that always seems to happen when a desirable single male is around. But despite a truly abysmal dating record, she believes Jack is the one for her . . . though Charlene might strongly disagree. Is true love or outrageous catastrophe right around the corner? Cassandra doesn’t have a clue. But it seems even being able to foretell the future can’t protect her from what destiny has in store . . . and sometimes fate won’t allow you to look before you love.
Delightfully warm, odd, and unforgettable, Claudia Carroll’s I Never Fancied Him Anyway is a quirky and hilarious story of seeing . . . and believing.