I'm so glad I'm not the only one who picked up on the fact that French Kissing is far from being fictional, as has been pointed out by Lorna. As I was reading I couldn't believe the extent to which Catherine has recycled elements of her own life, most of which have appeared on her blog, passed it off as fiction, and then had the cheek to claim it is all invented.
I wouldn't really have a problem with this if she had managed to turn her experiences into a half decent read, but no... the "plot" is wafer thin, the writing is clunking and made me cringe time and time again. Sally is an extraordinarily unsympathetic heroine, and neither she nor any of the other main characters have any depth or substance... I was hoping for a twist, as the resume on the back of the book hints at a possible reunion with the father of her child, but none was forthcoming... or thought there might be an explanation as to why Nicolas cheated on Sally in the first place, but no, Catherine clearly couldn't be bothered to develop any of this any further.
Also - with regards to the Ecstasy episode - Catherine actually blogged about going to a rave and taking Ecstasy with her husband to be - this post was removed soon after she posted it, presumably due to the reaction it provoked, but this was actually just another example of her attempting to justify her shoddy behaviour (which is, after all, her forte) in a supposedly fictional context.
I would be very surprised if another book was forthcoming from Catherine Sanderson - unless it's another memoir, as she is clearly not able to write about any other topic than herself.