Title: Losing It
Author: Cora Carmack
Series: Losing It #1
Genre: Contemporary NA
Summary (from Goodreads)
Bliss Edwards is about to graduate from college and still has hers. Sick of being the only virgin among her friends, she decides the best way to deal with the problem is to lose it as quickly and simply as possible– a one-night stand. But her plan turns out to be anything but simple when she freaks out and leaves a gorgeous guy alone and naked in her bed with an excuse that no one with half-a-brain would ever believe. And as if that weren’t embarrassing enough, when she arrives for her first class of her last college semester, she recognizes her new theatre professor. She’d left him naked in her bed about 8 hours earlier.
I can’t really believe that the big publishing houses have taken so long to catch on to the New Adult genre. It’s such an obvious hole in the market. People don’t just magically go from seventeen to suddenly being all grown up. As someone who’s only just left her ‘early twenties’ I can definitely say there’s a long period of ‘Oh, hell, I’m not a kid anymore. What on earth am I supposed to do now?’
Carmack taps into that mindset excellently. Her characters are twenty two – drinking, earning, living, but still carrying that uncertainty of ‘what next?’ about their shoulders. For Bliss, ‘next’ is losing her virginity. And for what could have been such a cringeworthy topic, again Carmack handles it well. I was really glad that Bliss wasn’t painted as prudish, or ‘wrong’ to still be a virgin at that age, nor was she shown to be holier than thou, perfect. She was just an ordinary girl for whom it hadn’t happened yet. Bliss’ journey to her first sexual experience is full of fear and uncertainty, but ultimately she stays true to herself, not choosing to rush relationships just to ‘get it over with’ even though that’s how she initially starts out. It’s a refreshing and very feminist outlook, without being preachy or boring.
The plot is a bit shallow, and there are some events thrown in purely to generate excuses to snuggle (whole cast being struck down by mono, anyone?) but even the love triangle element – normally the bane of my reading experiences – was handled in a fashion that it didn’t become annoying.
A lot of Bliss’ thoughts and feelings rang very true to me – reminding me of that transitionary period between University and what I thought of as ‘real life’ – and I imagine will to many other readers. And with the sexiness ramped right up, there’s plenty for chick lit readers to enjoy as well.
So, an interesting first dabble into the world of New Adult, and I look forwards to reading many more as the genre starts to really find its feet.