No Romance Fama - 4%, Kate Simon, Tim Mack e Blake Bradley estabelecem acordos sobre o implacável submundo de Manhattan, enquanto trabalham para as colunas sociais mais badaladas da cidade. Amigos, amantes e «aminimigos» fazem-se e desfazem-se ao ritmo do quociente de fama das celebridades sobre quem escrevem. Porém, os jovens colunistas têm de descobrir por eles próprios o que - e quem - vale a pena proteger, enquanto tentam evitar ser envolvidos pelos jogos dos poderosos de Manhattan. Sensual, envolvente e de leitura viciante, Fama 4% é uma história de ficção intimista sobre uma actividade bizarra cheia de personagens e de segredos tão sedutores quanto obscuros, tal como a própria cidade de Nova Iorque.
Deborah Schoeneman's 4% Famous chronicles the lives of 3 New York city gossip columnists as they navigate the social ladders of New York society. The glamourous world isn't always what it seems and as the columnists learn it's easy to get caught up in the viciousness of it all. Trading gossip for favors, they seem to enjoy the best sides of both worlds, A-list, VIP treatment without the famous face that is hounded by fans. They classify themselves 4% famous, famous enough to be somebodies, but not famous enough that your life belongs to the world as public property. As the gossip columnists continue in their success they each discover they are longing for something more in their lives.
Did I like this book? Not really. I have really bland feelings towards it. It wasn't able to draw me in and captivate me. It wasn't able to interest me in it's characters and I found I was making myself read this book, just to finish it. Was it god awful? No, not really, just really unnecessary in the grand scheme of things. Also, the book was light on scandal, apparently it is thinly based on actual "society scandals" in NYC, but since I don't pay that much attention to the NYC society pages, I wasn't able to tell you who they were talking about. I'm giving this book a rather "meh" 3/10- if you want good gossip, stick to Lainey.
So boring and predictable, that I couldn't even push myself to absolve reading the minimum 10% of the total number of pages (in this case, 26) that I would normally commit myself to read before deciding to discard a book. Goes to back to the charity shop from where I picked it up on a whim.
This is a kind of fun book about gossip columnists and the famous and nearly famous in New York. It was interesting for all the glitz and glamor and desperation, but also exhausted me. All these young people running around with high pressure jobs staying out all night at clubs and snorting coke. Exhausting. It was ok, but got kind of repetitive, and I never related to the main character like I think I was supposed to.
Fascinating subject, about how utterly superficial the life of a gossip reporter is, no surprises, just a certain amazement that the protaganists can spend every night snorting coke and sleeping with mattresses (model/actress hybrid) and not have a constantly bleeding nose. A sordid, sexy, compelling read.
It's pretty fast to read and fun. Predictable. I was kind of put of by the tense it was written in, but I got used to it. It feels like a chick flick except the end isn't as glamorous as you might hope.