by Danny Wallace (Author)
"Unmissable...will have you laughing out loud and melt your heart, all at once."
--Cosmopolitan (UK)
Danny Wallace is a British writer, producer, and award-winning journalist whom GQ (UK) calls, "One of Britain's great writing talents." The man who gave us Yes Man (basis for the Hollywood motion picture starring Jim Carrey and Zooey Deschanel) makes a grand foray into fiction with Charlotte Street, a sweet and sharp romantic comedy about finding love, growing up, and making your own fate that fans of the novels of Nick Hornby and David Nicholls are going to adore. With this charming, slightly twisted comic novel about an endearing loser's convoluted plot to turn a brief chance meeting into a once-in-a-lifetime love affair, Wallace proves he has ample heart to go along with the humor.
Front Jacket
Jason Priestley (no, not that Jason Priestley) is in a rut. He gave up his teaching job to write snarky reviews of cheap restaurants for the free newspaper you take but don't read. He lives above a video-game store, between a Polish newsstand and that place that everyone thinks is a brothel but isn't. His most recent Facebook status is Jason Priestley is . . . eating soup. Jason's beginning to think he needs a change.
So he uncharacteristically moves to help a girl on the street who's struggling with an armload of packages, and she smiles an incredible smile at him before her cab pulls away. What for a fleeting moment felt like a beginning is cruelly cut short--until Jason realizes that he's been left holding a disposable camera. And suddenly, with prodding and an almost certainly disastrous offer of assistance from his socially inept best friend Dev, a coincidence-based, half-joking idea--What if he could track this girl down based on the photos in her camera?--morphs into a full-fledged quest to find the woman of Jason's dreams.
--BooklistBack Jacket
Jason Priestley (no, not that Jason Priestley) is in a rut. He gave up his teaching job to write snarky reviews of cheap restaurants for the free newspaper you take but don't read. He lives above a video-game store, between a Polish newsstand and that place that everyone thinks is a brothel but isn't. His most recent Facebook status is "Jason Priestley is . . . eating soup." Jason's beginning to think he needs a change.
So he uncharacteristically moves to help a girl on the street who's struggling with an armload of packages, and she smiles an incredible smile at him before her cab pulls away. What for a fleeting moment felt like a beginning is cruelly cut short--until Jason realizes that he's been left holding a disposable camera. And suddenly, with prodding and an almost certainly disastrous offer of assistance from his socially inept best friend Dev, a coincidence-based, half-joking idea--What if he could track this girl down based on the photos in her camera?--morphs into a full-fledged quest to find the woman of Jason's dreams.