Main character Laura used to write, and was repeatedly told it was pretty, but the plot was lacking. That's the best summary of this book I can give. Beautifully written, but the plot meandered. The individual stories were lovely but didn't feel like they added anything to each other. Jokes were funny the first time but were repeated until the dead horse was begging for mercy. I got sooo sick of making fun of Portia's writing. Other jokes were delivered during moments meant for sobriety - a man just died, the potty humor was whiplash. 

I listened to the audiobook, which tragically kept me from easily skipping the fumbling attempts at a love story. Admittedly I like reading romance about as much as I like being electrocuted, but this one added less than nothing, and I liked Freddy less every time he opened his mouth. He was inconsistent, a mouthpiece for the plot, and more obnoxious than Vince. Does he believe in ghosts or not? Is he supportive or is he annoyed anytime Laura asks for help? I am not convinced Laura is any better off with her new beau than she was with the old one. 

And Sunshine? A mentally disabled person with a pure heart and psychic powers who can deliver or not deliver revelations as suits the plot with the defense that their disability keeps them from understanding when it's important? Groundbreaking. 

That was sarcasm, in case you couldn't tell. God save me from the saintification of disabled characters. 

Overall, the start was good, with the lovely style and the romantic concept, but by the end I was eager for it to be over, my rating of it dropping rapidly from a 4 to the 3s to its current standing of barely holding onto a 2. I was relieved when the end finally came.