Book Review: I’ve Got Your Number by Sophie Kinsella

Guest Review by Tiff Nichols

Book review I've Got Your NumberEvery once in a while, a gal needs something light to read—a good, funny romance with endearing characters, hilarity, and hijinks. When I find myself pining for a fun read that really pulls me in, I turn to one of my favorite authors of romantic comedies, Sophie Kinsella. You might recognize her as the author of the popular Shopaholic series, but Kinsella has written quite a few hilarious standalone novels as well. The one I read most recently is I’ve Got Your Number.

Sophie Kinsella is a champ at creating lovable characters, and she doesn’t disappoint here. I adored Poppy Wyatt from the first chapter. She’s a bright, caring, and witty physiotherapist in London who is all set to marry Magnus Tavish, the man of her (and many other girls’) dreams. Like most of Kinsella’s female leads, Poppy finds herself the heroine in a comedy of errors.

During an afternoon tea with her girlfriends, Poppy manages to lose both her heirloom engagement ring and her cell phone in quick succession. As luck would have it, she finds a discarded phone in a trash bin. Poppy grabs the phone in a panic and gives the number to the hotel’s employees, who have promised to keep an eye out for her ring.

The hijinks begin immediately. Turns out the phone belonged to successful businessman Sam Roxton, whose personal assistant chucked the phone into the trash after abruptly quitting her job. Poppy convinces Sam to let her keep the phone until the hotel calls to tell her they’ve found her engagement ring. She soon finds herself immersed in Sam’s electronic life—both business and personal. Sam, of course, is none too happy about her snooping, but Poppy, with her wit, common sense, and desire to help in every situation, eventually becomes invaluable to Sam.

It was fun to watch the unconventional alliance develop between Poppy and Sam. They go from complete strangers, a bit annoyed at one another and reluctantly sharing a cell phone, to acquaintances who give each other advice via text and phone conversations.

The story is fun, the characters are endearing, and the laughs are abundant. There’s enough mystery on all fronts to keep you guessing throughout. Also, there are footnotes, a clever nod to Poppy’s distinguished and scholarly in-laws-to-be. (“Magnus says footnotes are for things which aren’t your main concern but nevertheless hold some interest for you. So. This is my footnote about footnotes.”) They’re filled with fun little tidbits that are intended as asides to the reader, e.g. “What kind of movie starts with a mother fish and all her little glowy eggs being eaten by a shark, FFS? It’s supposed to be for children.”

If you’re looking for a serious read that you can really think about, a protagonist who will be a role model for the ages, or something to satisfy your feminist side, this is one of the last books I’d recommend. But if you’re like me and enjoy the occasional jaunt to the land of “chick lit,” then I highly recommend I’ve Got Your Number. I give the book five monkeys, because anything that makes me stay up all night giggling and reading is worth it.

Book Review I've Got Your Number

About the Book

Poppy Wyatt has never felt luckier. She is about to marry her ideal man, Magnus Tavish, but in one afternoon her “happily ever after” begins to fall apart. Not only has she lost her engagement ring in a hotel fire drill, but in the panic that follows, het phone is stolen. As she paces shakily around the lobby, she spots an abandoned phone in a trash can. Finders keepers! Now she can leave a number for the hotel to contact her when they find her ring. Perfect!

Well, perfect except that the phone’s owner, businessman Sam Roxton, doesn’t agree. He wants his phone back and doesn’t appreciate Poppy reading his messages and wading into his personal life.

What ensues is a hilarious and unpredictable turn of events as Poppy and Sam increasingly upend each other’s lives through emails and text messages. As Poppy juggles wedding preparations, mysterious phone calls, and hiding her left hand from Magnus and his parents, she soon realizes that she is in for the biggest surprise of her life.

About the Author

Sophie Kinsella is the author of the bestselling Shopaholic series, as well as Twenties Girl, Remember Me?, The Undomestic Goddess, and Can You Keep a Secret? She lives with her husband and children in London, UK.

About the Reviewer

Tiffany Nichols is a writer, editor, and avid reader who lives in Charleston, South Carolina, with her husband and two dogs.  She enjoys music, crocheting, craft beers, and not sharing her cell phone with strangers. You can find her at

Quit Baaa-ing and Read a Real Book

Guest Post: Tiffany Nichols Weighs in on Publishing Trends

Publishing trends

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It has come to my attention that a certain author (who shall remain nameless) of derivative fiction was recently spotlighted on Perez Hilton.

This makes my blood boil.

First of all: Really? People let Perez Hilton influence their reading choices?

I digress. Let’s get to what really makes me want to kick people in the kneecaps: the way people are raving about yet another fan fiction-turned-bestseller.

On its surface, this doesn’t sound like such a horrible thing. I won’t go the route others go and complain that publishing what was once derivative fiction is plagiarism, because in most cases, it’s not. Let’s take, oh, say, Twilight for example.


The “pulled-to-publish” pieces of…fic…that have recently been published fall under fair use because they don’t actually have very much to do with Twilight. There isn’t a vampire or a werewolf in sight. Their settings are in “alternate universes,” and their characters are all human. Many people fail to see how a story like that can even be labeled as derivative, but basing a story on someone else’s characters alone is, in fact, fan fiction. In the cases of many of these “pulled-to-publish” novels, authors pull the story from fan fiction websites and do a “find and replace” to change the names of recognizable characters who weren’t theirs in the first place. Maybe they change a distinct physical feature here or there. Maybe they delete or revise a specific quote or trademark saying (ex: changing “Holy crow!” to “Holy cow!”). Normally, little else is done to change the story.

In a way, I can understand the desire to capitalize.  If these stories receive tens of thousands of reviews on the Internet, who’s to say they wouldn’t sell tens of thousands of copies in stores? I get it. I do. Money and fame and all that.

But the fact of the matter is that these stories were written with specific characters in mind. Changing their names doesn’t do much.

One of the hardest things about writing is creating memorable, relatable characters.  People who read fan fiction understand that they’re reading about established characters. They know these characters. They understand that Edward Cullen, for example, is sort of dominating, manipulative, and gorgeous, and that Bella Swan is klutzy, intuitive, and likes to read. This makes it easy for them to relate to the story, which the author’s job somewhat easier. He or she doesn’t have to dream up a new character from scratch. They don’t need to do the framework, because it’s already provided for them. Edward’s habit of running his hand through his messy hair is built in. Bella’s tendency to bite her lip has been established. So guess what? These “new, reworked” characters have the same habits.

The danger of using someone else’s characters and simply changing the names is that they end up being one-dimensional. A character needs to grow and develop in some way. Some readers might not care about that. Some people live for lots of witty, snarky dialogue. Others want erotic scenes that would make even Jenna Jameson blush. This is all well and good, but for me (and many, many others), flat characters kill a book. All the witty dialogue and hot lovin’ in the world can’t keep my attention if I can’t relate to the characters.

So my beef isn’t with the fact that people are pulling their fan fiction down from the Internet to rework and publish them. The issue is that these authors aren’t putting their time in. They’re relying on the fact that they have an established base of suckers—er, followers—within whatever fandom they write for. That’s built-in marketing right there, folks. Word of mouth is still #1. They’re counting on those fans to buy their book(s) and pass the word on to other sheeple—I mean readers. Then they sell eleventy billion books.

And they end up on Perez Hilton. For fark’s sake. I still can’t believe people take reading advice from that blog. Again, I digress.

I have to wonder whether these authors are actually able to craft memorable characters on their own. A review of one such fic-turned-novel on Amazon includes this tidbit:  “I also had a hard time connecting with the characters and overall the story was very one-dimensional.”


Now. All of this is not to say that there are not some truly talented writers of derivative fiction out there. In fact, there are quite a few writers whom I wish had published their stories as original fiction instead of posting them as derivative works. There are also authors who have taken a general idea from their fan fiction and spun it into an entirely different story with completely new, well-developed characters. This is a totally different side of the coin. I have complete respect for these writers.

Recently published authors of this fanfic-turned-erotic-novel phenomenon are not included in that list.

I leave you with this. I recently saw a cartoon posted on a friend’s Facebook wall. It said something about loving Edward Cullen as a girl and loving Christian Grey as a woman. Same character. Different genre. Wildly different rating. Yet this person—who, incidentally, had no idea fan fiction even exists—made that connection. I rest my case.

Tiffany is a freelance editor and writer in Charleston, South Carolina. Her vices include coffee, wine, Turner Classic Movies, and being lazy. Sometimes she brings home stray dogs. Her husband humors her whims, bless his soul. Check out her website, Write Edit Repeat, for information on her editing and writing services.

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