The Next Best Thing: A Novel
Blockbuster number 1 New York Times bestselling writer Jennifer Weiner returns with an impossible to resist tale a couple of younger girl attempting to make it in Hollywood…
At 3 years outdated, Ruth Saunders miraculously survives the auto crash that takes her mom and dad’ lives at the icy Massachusetts Turnpike. Her eccentric grandmother, who comes out of Florida retirement to take care of younger Ruth, nurtures her via years of surgical procedures, feeding her home-cooked food, allotting irreverent knowledge, and telling Ruth she’s appealing, even if her scars will stick with her forever.
After university, Ruth pursues her dream of writing to Hollywood, heading west along with her grandmother in tow, hoping to make it substantial on this planet of television. After years of failure and a badly damaged center, Ruth will get The Call—her express has been green-lit.
But Ruth’s satisfied finishing is just the start, as she struggles with how tv will get made: terrified (and terrifying) executives and actresses with their eyes on greater prizes than Ruthie’s exhibit. upload in an unrequited overwhelm at the guy who has been her mentor. upload to that her grandmother’s coming near near nuptials, and Ruth’s large holiday may well simply holiday her.
A rollicking experience at the Hollywood curler coaster, the subsequent neatest thing is a heartfelt tale a couple of younger girl looking for her personal happily-ever-after within the land the place desires come real.
mortgage, perhaps even take an exact holiday, with no touching my vital, the cash from the coverage payment, and what I’d placed away whereas I’d been operating. perhaps sometime I’d make one other tv express, or perhaps I’d be happier writing episodes of somebody else’s and letting the actors and the executives and the scores and studies be their challenge, no longer mine. might be I’d return to assisting teenagers with their university essays, merely rather than aiding simply those whose mom and dad might write me.
Pull this off. “And then come meet me within the writers’ room. sooner than we do anything, I’ve bought to work out if my keys nonetheless work.” * * * Carter DeVries’s agent acknowledged it was once both the dumbest or the gutsiest factor she’d ever heard. Then she refused to invite her shopper if she was once . “It’s effective so you might pass burn bridges, yet Carter’s obtained a brand new one-woman factor she’s engaged on, and she’s up for an element on a brand new scripted fact express. I’m not likely to jeopardize that.” “Is it Butterface?”.
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you were given beg pardon. He’d carry doorways, I knew, and introduce you to strangers at a celebration and confirm your drink used to be regularly complete (Gary had a nasty tendency to depart me by myself at events and go with the flow away towards whoever had the pot). “There’re 3 significant topics in literature, correct? guy as opposed to guy, guy as opposed to nature, and guy as opposed to himself, or herself.” Dave nodded. “That’s what I consider from English class.” He folded his towel in halves, then quarters. I watched his palms moving,.