We all have guilty pleasures. One of mine is chick lit. It started unawares in the summer of 2009, when I bought Sophie Kinsella’s The Twenties Girl and Emily Giffin’s Heart of the Matter in an airport, looking to spend some currency I had no use for anymore. So I bought a British chick lit book and an American one, without having any idea what the books would be like. I had heard a lot of good things about fanfiction and chick lit from a friend though, and wanted to give it a try.
What I couldn’t have anticipated was the extent to which this so-called, rather disparagingly, chick literature would reveal a wonderfully quirky, fresh, and fun side to British English and British characters. Very soon, Sophie Kinsella and Catherine Alliott became some of my favorite chick lit authors. Then I went on to discover other authors’ British humor and sharp wit. At a time when authors like Elizabeth Gilbert, who wrote Eat, Love, Pray, felt slighted by people labeling her books chick lit, I was beginning to appreciate how smart and fabulously talented the bestselling chick lit authors were. Of course, in order to do that, I had to set myself the task of learning British English. It was and is an arduous task!