Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Dream Junkies by Alexandra Ares

Formats:
Kindle 
Nook
Paperback
 377 pages
Publisher: InGenius Books: Second Revised Edition edition (November 25, 2012)

* I received a complimentary copy from the author in exchange for an honest review.

Synopsis:
 
The year is 2005. The Congress has just approved the war in Iraq and many New Yorkers are fed up with the American dream and thinking of fleeing the country. Kitty Roman is one of them. She is disenchanted with the superficiality of the news industry in which she works, and with her many affairs, which always elude real love. She packs to return to her native Europe, yet, a last minute chance encounter with an eccentric, overly optimistic artist, Desert Rose makes her embark impulsively on the trip of her lifetime -- to the West Coast -- that will unexpectedly spiral into chaos. The accidental odd couple takes us on a fascinating and sometimes hilarious journey through the heart of the American Dream, from New York, filled with intellectual and artistic elites, to glamorous Los Angeles with its complicated movie moguls and bohemian art community. Funny, touching, full of surprises and intense stirrings of passion. A gripping page turner in which self-irony and lucidity blend wonderfully with lyrical interludes, Dream Junkies offers the reader a bittersweet view of the American Dream and an uplifting coming of age story of spiritual revival.

Review:
 
This book is written from a different perspective, I found the author's writing style to be interesting. Kitty ends up going to California with a new friend and what follows is a comedy of errors. I found Kitty to be an intriguing character but Desert Rose was somewhat annoying. It didn't stop me from enjoying the book, however. The only problem I had was the use of hyphens when it wasn't necessary, it was a little distracting. Other than that I found it to be an intriguing read.

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