Posted in chick lit on December 31, 2008


Lies will come back to bite you
3 out of 5 stars

“Live a Little” is the third book by Lisa Green. Her previous books include “Is That a Moose in Your Pocket?” and “Paging Aphrodite”.

Raquel Rose is a wife and mother of two teenagers when a routine visit to the doctor turns into a terminal cancer diagnosis. Raquel goes through a range of emotions when she is given the news and her family is shocked as well. They don’t want to believe it and life is not quite the same.

Then a month later the doctor tells her it has all been a mistake and she is not the Raquel Rose that has breast cancer. After riding the emotional roller coaster she is back on it again but this time knowing that she is fine and how does she tell everyone that it was all a mistake? She tries to give her family the good news over a nice dinner, but they don’t believe her. She is flabbergasted and doesn’t know what to do to convince them that she really is ok.

So she doesn’t. After all, she is getting the royal treatment from the family that took her for granted…or so she thought. Raquel goes along with the deception and while living a lie manages to find her true self in the process and that she isn’t just a housewife and mother, that she is inspirational and a true artist.

I had the full range of emotions regarding this book, I went from hating it in the first 30 pages (so much I wasn’t sure I was going to finish the book) to thinking that the character deserved what she got to admiration for admitting the truth in the end.

While I know that this is a work of fiction, I am a breast cancer survivor and know what women go through when diagnosed which is probably why I hated parts of the book, primarily Raquel’s deception. While it is a fictional character, Raquel had people feeling sorry for her when there was nothing wrong. She took advantage of the situation just for a little fame. Then when Raquel’s friends and family found out that she really didn’t have cancer, I felt like she deserved what came her way. In the end, she made amends and I felt like the story tied up nicely and it all happened for a reason and perhaps she realized that you don’t have to tell lies to get attention, after all it will come back and haunt you.

Reviewed for RebeccasReads (11/08)

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Always wanted to be a treasure hunter? Now you can

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Congratulations Treasure Hunter Leslie!

Your quest is for the Thirteen Treasures of the Island of Britain.

You’ll be guided on your journey from Texas by that legendary treasure hunter, the sexy Archie Gates!

“I’m not afraid of the dark,” Leslie snapped. How the hell did he know what she was thinking? And why had they bothered to stop now when they were so close to the prize?

Archie Gates chuckled, the sound low and sexier than she wanted it to be as he made himself comfortable on the uneven ground and leaned back against the base of a coconut tree where they’d stopped to set up camp for the night. “You should be. The the Volscians assassins are out there.”

“There’s no such thing as the the Volscians assassins,” she tossed back. “That’s a ridiculous ghost story made up by book-burners like yourself in order to scare others away. I need the Thirteen Treasures of the Island of Britain to close Pandora’s box and send the aliens back to Mars. If you’re too afraid to get it for me like you agreed, I’ll just do it myself.” She pushed to her feet.

The sinister smile that spread across his face stopped her feet and only irritated her more. “You go right ahead, professor. Dressed in that pink tutu like you are, I guarantee the Thirteen Treasures of the Island of Britain’s the last thing those savages’ll be focused on. Last I heard, they were looking for a new queen.” His scorching gaze ran over her. “Come to think of it, you look like you fit the bill.”

Her blood warmed at the approval she saw in his cat-like green eyes. Then she thought about the guillotines they’d stumbled across and the sinister mating ritual Archie Gates had babbled about earlier in the day. She glanced toward the dark forest surrounding them and felt her anxiety leap into her throat. Were those beady eyes watching them from the dark?

“That’s right, professor,” Archie Gates said in an arrogant voice, like a man who knows he’s won the World Series. “I think you’re safer here with me, too. Looks like your only option is to scoot on over here and lay right down where I can make sure Hannibal Lector doesn’t get you in the middle of the night.”

Her eyes snapped back to focus on his. “I’m not sleeping with you.”

That suggestive grin slid across his face, the one that did weird things to her pulse. “Who said anything about sleeping?”