"I'm going to be the new Martha Stewart!" a woman told me in an urban chick Dream Fulfillment class.
This is lesbian life painted so that straight people can understand it: the traumatic coming-out scenes at school, the nervous sortie into the provincial lesbian bar (I have travelled the dyke world, by the way, and this Sapphic Studio 54 only exists in a horny chick's dreams).
And little did she imagine that she would ever be living one of the most basic dreams of chick lit: going back to dating after years of marriage.
Cera is Pilgrim, a guy who feels guilty about dating this girl he doesn't really like but darn she's cute and so young and then suddenly he meets the alterna-chick of his dreams and dumps the high school girl and then the alterna-chick turns out to have a batch of previous boyfriends who are, like, super-villains and Pilgrim has to defeat them one by one via video game-inspired smackdowns.
Tansy Harris, the protagonist of The Life You Want (Headline Review, £6.99) – the latest instalment in Emily Barr's rather darker, off-kilter strain of travel-focused chick-lit – is also pursuing a dream.
Dream hunks love ambitious chicks.
After her death, her mother, Chick Big Crow, decided to make the dream of her daughter a reality.
Suddenly, she's no longer a would-be teen dream -- she's a rock chick.
During a brief conversation, she told him that her dream was to write and produce chick flicks.
The song is written expressly for Nato ("I'm hanging around and dreaming of chicks / And my area code is 516 / And I would thrive in the Caribbean / But I'm a Long Island amphibian") but enjoyed by all the Black Suits, who finally get the opportunity to revel in their camaraderie.
"I had a dream I was sleeping with 10 hot chicks, and then I woke up and was sleeping with 20 even hotter chicks," he said somberly.
