Cassandra has a unique gift; she has glimpses of the future. Her family and friends have been asking for insights for years and now as an adult Cassandra works at the Dublin based magazine, Tattler as a psychic. She gets letters from all over Ireland asking for advice, mostly from women and mostly about their love lives or lack thereof, but Cassandra is able to make a living and pretty much enjoys her job. She shares a house with a long time friend, Jo.
Jo is a green person. That is to say, she is very much into environmental issues. She also is into political things and stuff of that sort. Still, she and Cassandra get along very well and seem to balance each other out.
Other long time friends of Jo and Cassandra are Charlene and Marc with a C. Charlene is a poor little rich girl that underneath the surface has a heart of gold. Marc with a C is a gay guy who works at a gym to check out the guys.
These four close friends support each other through thick and thin, for the most part. When Charlene meets TV producer, Jack, she gets Cassandra a guest spot on a popular morning show. This is great until Cassandra gets of flash of a future between Jack and her. With Charlene looking at Jack as her boyfriend, what can Cassandra do? She sure can’t tell Charlene that Charlene has no future with Jack because Cassandra does!
I loved this extremely humorous book and hated to put it down even though I was falling asleep.
The problems that the characters had while occasionally serious were presented with a fantastic comic twist. Cassandra worries how soon is too soon to start dating a good friend’s ex. Marc with a C wonders why all the good guys aren’t gay. While Charlene, who seems to go through life thinking everything revolves around her, is brought up short by an unexpected announcement by her father. Jo, unlike Charlene, wants everyone to recognize that the world is bigger than just your small part of it. As they all bumble along, their daily interactions with co-workers, each other and family all come together to keep the read poised to as to see what could possibly happen next.
Perhaps it’s all the issues and the problems that the characters deal with that make them so lovable and likeable. You could almost swear that these could be people that you would meet on the street, if you lived in Dublin, Ireland. They are well rounded with full lives. Even Charlene, who I think is probably the lease loveable character, has hidden qualities and charm that come out when you don’t expect them to making you wonder what was so bad about her to start with.
Funny and fast paced, this story just seems to take on a life of its own and draws you into all the action. Even though it’s over 400 pages, I wasn’t read for it to end. I wanted more. I fell in love with the characters and stressed right along with them over their problems. Truly, they can’t stop this story already. There must be more! Yet, the story is finished, at least this part of it, and I couldn’t recommend it more.
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.