Thirtysomething Chad Jordan suffers from a terrible affliction: he’s a good Catholic boy suffering from terminal sensitivity and old-fashioned values.
Chad’s longtime girlfriend has just left him for a job in Washington, D.C., and he’s dreading re-entering a world in which he never felt comfortable: dating.
Author Geoffrey McKeel has a knack for summarizing characters in pithy phrases that convey a wealth of information. One of Chad’s two best friends, Dan, “once went five full years without using a curse word.” His other friend, Brody, “sported the charm of a hotel concierge wrapped into a tall, greased torpedo of a man.”
The distressing flaw in this book is a good one to have: you wish the author had told you more. There are times where the narrative breezes over implied subplots which never bloom or suggest a scene to come which never does. Early in the narrative, for example, there is a build-up of the dinner which Chad will endure with his grandchild-hungry mother after he has told her of the break-up. But no word is spoken about it afterwards, leaving an inexplicable gap and a slight concern about whether the book will deliver on its implied promises of revelation.
Happily, the book generally delivers. The flaws of the book are easy to overlook in the overall tongue-in-cheekiness and the clever turns of phrase. But there is a tendency for repetition in some places, and the book could have profited from judicious literary liposuction.
HUNTING WITH LAWN DARTS is a frothy twist on chick lit: the main character is a nice guy looking for love and the main danger for the reader is laughing aloud in an inappropriate place.
Reviewed by Jodi McMaster for IndieReader