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I wrote this post after going on six dates in just over a week, where I reflect on my breakup and how I hoped to grow from it: As I alluded to before, I didn’t get to be the ninja dater I am today by sitting at home on the couch on Saturday nights, eating bon bons and watching Lifetime movies. And while I’m the first to admit that six dates in eight days is somewhat excessive (and kind of exhausting), it was also a lot of fun. While part of the reason I date so much is that it’s a fun anthropological experiment, the bigger reason is that I know how awesome it is to truly connect in a romantic relationship, and it would be amazing to experience that feeling again. Several months ago I went through a pretty traumatic breakup when my then-boyfriend decided I wasn’t the right one for him.
There was the TV writer, the sports writer, the screenwriter and the entertainment investor (this is LA, after all). Actually, saying it was traumatic is like saying the Empire State Building is tall.
, and even among a genre which includes dating birds and anthropomorphized pieces of sushi, this is an oddball: your heroine wakes up dead in a Burtonesque underworld and romances one of several varieties of undead creatures. J., the zombie; Nick, the ghost; Victor, the Frankenstein monster; and Skeletiano, who is (wait for it) a talking skeleton. Skeletiano's route involves loving descriptions of kissing his handsome skull.
(There are a few others who are a bit more conventional-looking, but none of them are the gorgeous and whip-smart Sunny, so who cares.) never downplays the fact your would-be paramours are all dead. You get hilarious little worldbuilding descriptions about blood-flavored macarons and the heroine likening sexual excitement to is also one of the better localizations out there.