Reviewed by: BigAl
Approximate word count: 20-25,000 words
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An award-winning screenwriter, Prey as been called “Michigan’s preeminent screenwriter” by his home-state media. The film production of his screenplay All I Want for Christmas was among the Hallmark Channel’s highest-rated movies of 2007 and become a perennial holiday season favorite since. He was also the creator of the nationally-distributed comic strip, The Prez. He lives in suburban Detroit with his wife and two sons.
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“No one writes about relationships and parenting quite like humorist Marc Prey. Now comes his first book, a laugh-out-loud funny, brutally honest and deeply touching collection of personal stories about one man's relationship with his spouse and offspring. In When It Comes to Spooning, I'm a Fork, Prey takes readers on a journey from first awkward date to raising teenagers, all the while exposing moments that seemingly shift from the hilarious to the poignant in the beat of a heart. And when it's over, readers may discover they've learned something about themselves along the way.”
Just shy of forty true stories that Prey describes in the introduction this way:
Each of the stories contained in this book is, to the best of my recollection, accurate and complete, warts and all. This, despite the directive from my lovely wife to write her thinner. Some of the stories have appeared previously in print and electronic magazines, others have never before seen the light of day. But all reflect the life and times of an average American male with a wife and two kids, struggling to maintain mastery over a domain that was never really under his control to begin with.
His description is better than whatever words I might come up with to explain these stories. But what he fails to mention is the humor. Pevy has the ability to find the humor in any situation, even when that means we’re laughing at (or should that be with) him. At the risk of giving a clue as to how ancient I am, I’d describe When It Comes to Spooning, I’m a Fork as the male version of one of those Erma Bombeck books my mother used to read in the 60s and 70s. A fun, light-hearted read for a family man or the women forced to live with their foibles.
No significant issues.
Rating: **** Four stars