Confessions of Georgia Nicolson (6) - '... then he ate my boy entrancers.' [Hardcover]

Rennison’s subversive diaries of teenager Georgia Nicholson, now into their sixth volume of reprehensible marvelosity, have been consistently funny and uproariously real ever since her first confessions, contained in Angus, Thongs and Full-Frontal Snogging appeared yonks ago in 1999. The unique language of Georgia’s hectic existence, and assorted life disasters--her day-to-day relationships with friends, family, cats, various other olds and potential love gods---all add up, each time, to an unmissable feast for her fans and new devotees alike.

Georgia, pining for her new wannabe heart throb and Italian-American stallion Masimo, who is currently visiting rellies in the States, is bolstered by the news that she and Mutti and Vati are off to Hamburger-a-gogo land as well. It’ll be the perfect opportunity for Georgia to partake of a really long holiday snogathon with the (probable) man of her dreams. Slight problem number one is that Masimo is in New York, and the Nicholsons are headed to Memphis.

But all is not lost. Jas, Georgia’s bestest mate from the Ace Gang, can go with them and she can help get the two lovebirds together. Slight problem number two is the re-emergence in her life, via letters from Kiwi-a-gogo land, of Robbie the love god. What with Dave the Horn never far away either, the future of Georgia’s mixed-up love life is reaching a critical, decision-making stage.

There’s no better series of books for teens around at the moment that capture more accurately the trials of life in the hormone-emerging fast lane. Rennison, a stand-up comedienne of some renown, injects each page with the sharpest, wittiest and achingly relevant material there is. It certainly doesn’t get any better than this. And… it’s another cliffhanger ending, so expect more marvy confessions soon.

(Age 12 and over) --John McLay

Praise for “…and that’s when it fell off in my hand.”

“Readers will find themselves laughing uncontrollably until their sides hurt, and won’t be able to put the book down.” Sunday Times

"Hilarious… [Louise Rennison] is queen of the pink-book pack." The Times

"Rennison at her best." Waterstone's Quarterly

Praise for Angus, Thongs and Full-Frontal Snogging:

“Bridget Jones for teenagers – but funnier. Expect Potter-esque queues for the sequel.” The Sunday Telegraph

“Don’t miss this gem” The Guardian

Praise for other “Georgia titles:

“Hilarious. Georgia Nicolson’s laugh-a-minute narration picks up right where Angus, Thongs and Full-Frontal Snogging left off.” Publishers weekly (starred review)

“As fabbity-fab-fab as its predecessor” ALA Booklist (starred review)

“For those who already know and love Georgia, there’s only one word necessary: more.” Kirkus Reviews

`Readers will find themselves laughing uncontrollably until their sides hurt, and won't be able to put the book down.'

More mad, marvy confessions of Georgia Nicolson

Hilariously funny author Louise Rennison’s fabby sixth book of the confessions of crazy but lovable teenager Georgia Nicolson. Guaranteed to have the nation laughing their knickers off!

Laugh your socks off at Georgia’s tales from her trip to Hamburger-a-gogo land, and her attempts to entice Masimo, the Italian stallion. Can Georgia become the composed sex-kitten she aspires to be…? Surely not!

More mad, marvy confessions of Georgia Nicolson

International Number One Bestselling Author

“Come on, Jas, you do really want to know my plan, especially as it concerns you, my little hairy pally.”
“I’m not hairy.”
“Have it your own way, just don’t go near any circuses.”
“Shut up. Go on then, tell me your plan.”
“OK, this is it: when I go to Hamburger-a-gogo land… you come with me! Do you see? We will be like Thelma and Louise!”
“We’re not called Thelma and Louise.”
“I know that, I’m just saying we will be LIKE THEM!”
“And we’re not American. And neither of us can drive.”
“Oh dear God. Jas, your spaceship has arrived. Please get in.”

Praise for “…and that’s when it fell off in my hand.”
“Readers will find themselves laughing uncontrollably until their sides hurt, and won’t be able to put the book down.”
Sunday Times

Louise Rennison lives in Brighton. She is the internationally bestselling author of the angst-filled confessions of Georgia Nicolson. Following the success of her one-woman autobiographical show, Stevie Wonder Felt my Face (Edinburgh Festival Awards & BBC 2 Special) Louise has written for many comedy stars. She has reported for the John Peel Show, was a regular on Woman’s Hour and a columnist for the London Evening Standard magazine.

A Note From Georgia:

Dear Chumettes and Chums,
I hope you are all righty as two all righty things. I am, though ONCE AGAIN I am full of exhaustiosity. I have been as busy as a bee (two bees) finishing my latest oeuvre. Oh yes, AND I have been to Hamburger-a-gogo land to see for myself the nation that cannot be bothered to put the "i" in the second half of words...like aluminium, for instance, which those lazy cats spell aluminum. Where would we be if none of us could be bothered to finish off our words properly? I'll tell you where we would be, we would be up shi cree without a padd... that's where.
As you will see, I have reached new heights of sophisticosity in this latest of my oeuvres... boys, lipstick, snogging, snogging, red-bottomosity, jokes about sausages and pants - the list is endless.

I do this only because I love you.
Georgia

P.S. You don't know what oeuvre means, do you?
P.P.S. You think it is French for eggs, don't you? Like oeuf.
P.P.P.S. You think I have been saying that I have just finished writing my new egg.
P.P.P.P.S Look it up in the glossary, you lazy minxes, I am far too tired to explain. I have to go and have a lie down on my snogging emporium (bean bag)... zzzzzzzzzzzz. --This text refers to the Paperback edition.