The dreaded sexual stalemate that comes with marriage and children can't be real. Right?
Dates Read: 24/05/2022 to 17/06/2022
Star rating: ⭐⭐⭐
Word to describe: Pleasant
Genre: Women's Fiction
Labelled as a feel-good rom-com, Has Anyone Seen My Sex Life? fell short. For the most part, the book was part entertaining, and the plot was enough to keep me going. However, the storyline dragged and the main characters were okay but nothing particularly extraordinary. In total, this book is ideal for a quick summer read but it isn't one that I would encourage readers to spend a full day binge reading.
The story follows Meg, a journalist who had uprooted her city life to live in a small countryside village with her husband, and Dan, the husband. They have three children together and were happily settled in a sexless marriage (that's what three kids under 10 will do to you) until a giant dildo delivered in Dan's name sets off an array of unfortunate events. Meg begins to believe Dan is having an affair with his sexy ex-girlfriend who happens to still remain friendly, and Dan is blissfully unaware because the dildo he ordered is actually for his art collection. Talk about miscommunication.
This book features a lot of miscommunication between characters. The problematic plot points could be easily solved if Meg and Dan learned to talk to one another. Lack of sex? Ask for it. Does the husband like drawing pornographic art? Learn why. Is the wife accusing you of cheating because you ordered a store-worthy amount of sex toys? Tell her why. The lack of communication between these two lovers is borderline frustrating. There were times when I rolled my eyes at the characters for simply being incapable to solve their own issues.
Meg in particular had the tendency to question every single thing and turn it into a problem. Something which got incredibly tedious. It would be understandable if the character had been introduced with anxiety or another form of over-thinking that would explain her constant droning. But instead, readers are forced to struggle through pages and pages of a pointless monologue about things that add no substance to the story.
The plot itself is charming and holds a lot of potentials. But the ending is rushed and nothing seems to have a true conclusion. Did Meg and Dan save their nun-worthy sex life? How does Dan adjust to being a famous, albeit anonymous, artist? Does the papermill continue to run? Plenty of questions and no true answers. Just another form of miscommunication.
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