A review by badseedgirl
The Dead Fathers Club by Matt Haig

3.0

The conversation I would love to have with Matt Haig, author of The Dead Fathers Club.* We would be sitting in a small diner drinking our hot beverage of choice.

So I said “Hey.”
And He said “Hey, you wanted to talk.”
And I said “I just finished your book The Dead Fathers Club.
And He said “What did you think?”
And I said “I was a little underwhelmed.”
And He said “Why.”
And I said “The Dialogue was a little clunky.”
And He said “In what way?”
And I said “This style is tortuous to listen to and read.”
And He said “You know it was a YA adult book?”
And I said “Your point?”
And He said “This is how kids talk.”
And I said “Don’t know.”
And He said “Your right, you don’t know.”
And I said “But it’s so choppy.”
And he said “How many books have you written?”
And I said “Are you mad at me?”
And He said “A little.”
And I said “Why?”
And He said “Do you know how hard it is it write dialogue?”
And I said “No.”
And the waitress said “Would you folks like a refill?”
And I said “No.”
And He said “No.”
And the waitress said “Well, Ok. I’ll just leave the check.”
And He said “Thanks.”
And I Said “Thanks.”
And He said “Any more critiques, Ms. Smarty-pants?”
And I said “I did love your story.”
And He said “Oh really?”
And I said “Yes, just not the dialogue.”
And He said “Well Ok.”
And I said “I’m even going to read the only other book my library has.”
And he said “Oh, What one?”
And I said “The Radleys. Will I like it?”
And He said “Don’t know.”

*I of course have never met or spoke to Mr. Haig. I have no idea if this is an accurate portrayal of his as a person. Just saying.