lunedì 8 aprile 2013

Three to get deadly - Janet Evanovich

LIBRO IN PILLOLE: E' scoppiato l'amore.

Avete presente quei libri che vorreste durassero per sempre ma non potete fare a meno di divorare? 
Ecco, "Three to get deadly" è QUEL libro. So -razionalmente- che non è un libro che potrebbe salvare l'umanità intera dall'ignoranza o una pietra miliare del mondo della letteratura.. Ma io l'ho amato profondamente *_* Mentre leggevo continuavo a ripetermi "Smettila di bruciartelo così velocemente!", ma poi quando non lo leggevo un grande vuoto si impadroniva di me.. Mi mancava tantissimo! *_* 
Finora (sono solo a tre, ma il pensiero che prima o poi la serie finirà mi fa già stare male) è sicuramente il migliore!! 
Innanzitutto, mi ha fatto crepare dalle risate.. Un universo costellato da personaggi talmente sciroccati che vi verrà una voglia matta di farne parte.. Come non amare fra tutti gli altri Lula e nonna Mazur?! Uniche! Incredibili! 
Stephanie poi.. Niente, penso che sia uno dei personaggi preferiti inassoluto. La amo perché è tutto fuorché perfetta, certe volte è sfigatissima, non ne azzecca una.. Mi piacerebbe conoscerla. O che fosse mia amica. Ci divertiremmo, lo so! 
Joe Morelli, non ne parliamo. Seriamente, esiste un personaggio più sexi di lui? :DD 
Sono follemente innamorata!
"Uh-oh" I said. 
"What uh-oh?" 
"I don't know how to break this to you, but the floor is moving. Either we're having an eartquake, or else I'm drunk". 
"You only had three schnapps!" 
"I'm not much of a drinker. And I didn't have supper." 
My voice sounded like it was resonating from a tin can, far far away. 
"Oh boy," Morelli said. "How drunk are you?" 
I blinked and squinted at him. He had four eyes. I hated when that happened. "You have four eyes". 
"That's not a good sign".
“I make lots of mistakes. I try hard not to make the same mistake more than three or four times.”
“I took the stool next to him, raising an eyebrow at the coffee and cruller on the counter. "Thought you weren't into internal pollution," I said. Lately Ranger'd been on a health food thing. 
"Props," Ranger told me. "Didn't want to look out of place." 
I didn't want to burst his fantasy bubble, but the only time Ranger wouldn't look out of place would be standing in a lineup between Rambo and Batman.”
“When I was a little girl I wanted to be a reindeer-the flying kind. I spent a couple years galloping around looking for lichen and fantasizing about boy reindeer. Then one day I saw Peter Pan and my reindeer phase was over. I didn't understand the allure of not growing up, because every little girl got boobs and go steady. I did understand that a flying Peter Pan was better than a flying reindeer. Mary Lou had seen Peter Pan too, but Mary Lou's ambition was to be Wendy, so Mary Lou and I made a good pair. On most any day we could be seen holding hands, running through the neighborhood singing, "I can fly! I can fly!" If we'd been older this probably would have started rumors. 
The Peter Pan stage was actually pretty short-lived because a few months into Peter Pan I discovered Wonder Woman. Wonder Woman couldn't fly, but she had big, fat bulging boobs crammed into a sexy Wondersuit. Barbie was firmly entrenched as role model in the burg, but Wonder Woman gave her a good run for her money. Not only did Wonder Woman spill over her Wondercups but she also kicked serious ass. If I had to name the single most influential person in my life it would have to be Wonder Woman. 
All during my teens and early twenties I wanted to be a rock star. The fact that I can't play a musical instrument or carry a tune did nothing to diminish the fantasy. During my more realistic moments I wanted to be a rock star's girlfriend.”
“...I blink back the threat of tears, swiped at my nose and narrowed my eyes. "Listen to me, you two bags of monkey shit, "I yelled. "I am not in a good mood. My car keeps stalling. The day before yesterday I threw up on Joe Morelli. I was called a fat cow by my ex-husband. And if that isn't hair is ORANGE! ORANGE, FOR CHRISSAKE! And now you have the gall to force yourself into my home and threaten my hamster. Well, you have gone too far. You have crossed the line!”
When something needs to be ironed I put it in the ironing basket. If a year goes by and the item is still in the basket I throw the item away. This is a good system since eventually I end up only with clothes that don’t need ironing.”
“I've never been in this part of Trenton before. I don't feel comfortable driving around buildings that haven't got gang slogans sprayed on them. Look at this place. No boarded-up windows. No garbage in the gutter. No brothers selling goods on the street. Don't know how people can live like this.”

2 commenti:

  1. lo DEVO leggere! Ma quanti sono esattamente i libri in questa serie? Mi sa che devo farmi un giro alla Feltrinelli di viale Marconi!

  2. Esatto!! Perché ancora non l'hai letto?! =P
    In Italia sono stati pubblicati sette volumi, in America 19.. Con il ventesimo in uscita ad autunno!! :D
    Possiamo andare insieme a Viale Marconi! *_*