“I’ve been single for my entire life. Not one boyfriend. Not one short-term dating situation. Not one person with whom I regularly hung out and kissed on the face.”
So begins Katie Heaney’s memoir of her years spent looking for love, but never quite finding it. By age 25, equipped with a college degree, a load of friends, and a happy family life, she still has never had a boyfriend…and she’s barely even been on a second date.
Funny, relatable, and inspiring, this is a memoir for anyone who has ever struggled to find love, but has also had a lot of fun in the process.
So, I definitely didn’t request that book because I also have enjoyed being single for roughly the same number of years. Or because the author was also from Minnesota. Or because I’m what Katie has termed a Bermuda Triangle (“It doesn’t mean to do any harm, and it’s actually pretty nice once you get to know it. It’s just that Bermuda doesn’t know how to handle itself when somebody sails into its territory, because that hardly ever happens.“).
Nope. Not true. That’s not why at all.
Never Have I Ever was hilarious. It routinely turned me into that weird girl laughing at her ereader on the bus or in the break room. Despite the fact that it sounds like a dating memoir, it’s really much more about friendship with a healthy side of funny dating mishaps. Katie is funny, relatable (oh no, I’m parroting the blurb), slightly neurotic, and excellent at telling stories. She’s someone with whom I would want to be friends. Proof:
- On online dating profiles: “I am no interests snob. I listed the Harry Potter books in order of how much I liked them in my ‘favorite books’ section, for God’s sake.”
- “I have lived twenty-five years in this body by myself, and I feel pretty confident that, by now, my personality is staying as it is. I’m going to continue enjoying plans and Post-its and clean, orderly spaces.”
- “She was saying she was sorry that she couldn’t always hang out when I wanted to, but that ‘when you get a boyfriend,’ he becomes the only person you want to spend all your time with….“You’ll know what I mean, when you get one,” she said. So that’s when I gripped my upper jaw and pulled back the skin and muscle of my face to reveal an alien, like the one in the film Alien, and I jumped through the glass in Leigh’s window and ate every boyfriend in the city, and the country, and the world. I swallowed them whole, and many of them cried, and those were the ones I liked best.”