The Flood takes us on a journey inside the mind of a man, a man who is tired of being labeled as the “nice guy” within his group of friends. In Dan’s world, being the nice guy hasn’t gotten him very far where the ladies are concerned. He can’t help feeling as though everyone else is moving forward, while he’s still stuck lamenting over a certain someone, the one who got away. The way that relationship (if it can even be called that) ended is something he can’t get out of his mind, but maybe making a bet with his cronies can save him from his doldrums. Maybe it’s time for Dan to see what it’s like, when you’re everything but the nice guy.
I had an enjoyable time living vicariously through Dan. Sure, I’m a woman, but how often are we privy to a man’s thoughts? That’s how I felt every step of the way. Some of it was cringe-worthy, some of it made me ponder the inner workings of the male species, but it was all written from an honest perspective. In the end, Dan is just a person, like you or I, looking for acceptance, and dare I say it, love, during a time in his life where it’s nearly unacceptable to admit to wanting to find that special someone. It’s more acceptable to have flings and never get too attached.
Will nice guys finish first? Or, will it be the old adage of, “nice guys finish last?” Steven Scaffardi tells this story perfectly and candidly, making me appreciate the Lad Lit genre all the more! I haven’t read the first book in this series, The Drought, as of yet, but I’m going to make it a must-read on my list.
Reviewed for Chick Lit Central