The protagonist of Dermot Davis’s Zen and Sex (a Comedy Romance) is a bumbling idiot when it comes to dealing with the opposite sex. He starts dating for the sole purpose of finding a hot date to take to his ex’s wedding (very mature), and goes on three ridiculous first dates. Then he meets an older woman, who witnessed him on said dates and saw first-hand exactly what a loser he was. Despite this, she invites him to eat with her, and thus begins a beaut bizarre love story.
Right from the get-go his relationship with her made no sense to me. I kept waiting for her to turn out to be a prostitute, or doing a research study, or something – something – to give logic to her decision to spend time and share a bed with this immature loser. The whole scene at the family party was completely insane, and it only gets worse from there.
My opinion: this book is neither funny nor romantic. Steer clear, there are much better books out there.