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Monday, April 20, 2015

Confetti Confidential: They Do, I Don't by Susan Murphy (Book Review / Contest Giveaway)

In association with Chick Lit Plus Blog Tours, Jersey Girl Book Reviews is pleased to host the virtual book tour event for Confetti Confidential: They Do, I Don't by Author Susan Murphy!

Book Review

Confetti Confidential: They Do, I Don't by Susan Murphy
Publisher: AUS Impulse / HarperCollins Publishers
Publication Date: January 27, 2015
Format: eBook - 272 pages
               Kindle - 902 KB
               Nook - 552 KB
ISBN: 978-1460704998
Genre: Chick Lit Romance 

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Disclaimer: I received a copy of the book from the author / publisher via NetGalley in exchange for my honest review and participation in a virtual book tour event hosted by Chick Lit Plus Blog Tours.

Book Description:

How can you be a part of a couple's big day when your own love life is crumbling? Her once happy life in tatters thanks to a cheating husband, lacklustre career and a wrinkling face, Viv no longer believes in love and happiness. In fact, she hates them both. The problem is that as a marriage celebrant, gleeful love is what she has to deal with every day. With 10 hilarious and tragic weddings (and a funeral) to get through before she can give up being a celebrant, can she prove that love and happiness are the pathetic hopes of the naive, or will fate intervene and show her that what she secretly craves could be right in front of her?

Book Excerpt:

Excerpt from CHAPTER 3

The Wedding of Cadence and Christian
(The Chips)

“Where the hell are you, Viv? Everyone’s waiting.”

“Tom, I’m stuck on Direk Rd behind the slowest drivers in the world. I’ll be there in ten minutes.”

“Jesus, the groom’s freaking out and his mother is having a fit.”

“Oh, bloody hell, hang on – Moooooooooove,” I shouted out the window, waving my fist.

“Why the hell are they all looking at me like I’m a crazy person? They are seriously going, like, ten kilometres an hour.”

Silence filled the phone line as my breathing increased to a pant.

“Viv? You there?”

“Oh no, oh my God, Tom, I’m going to hell.”

“What? What’s wrong? Don’t hyperventilate while you’re driving.”

“Oh Tom, I’m going to hell, those ‘idiots’ I’ve been swearing and waving my arms at…”

“What? Was there an accident?” The pitch of his voice had elevated.

“No, it’s a funeral procession, and I just cut off the hearse! That’s it, I’ve had it! Cancel the wedding. I’m not coming because I’m going to throw myself off the nearest bridge. Tell them I died.”

“Okay, deep breaths, calm down and just get here when you can,” he pleaded. “I’ll cover for you, I’ll make something up. Just relax, you’re heading for a nervous breakdown.” His tone was stern but gentle. “I’ll be right here with you. You’ll be fine, we’ll get through it.”

“Okay,” I grunted. Everything won’t be fine. I’m not fine.

“No stops on bridges,” he insisted “I’ll be here waiting for you.”

To my relief, the bride was running forty minutes late anyway. Tom had calmed the groom and his mother by explaining that I was merely in the carpark rehearsing my ceremony and awaiting the bride’s arrival. He calmed me with a swig from his hip flask.

“I love you,” I said, downing the amber liquid that soothed my tingling nerves.

When the pink and white Cinderella-inspired carriage drew to a halt at the top of the path, Cadence’s arrival was met with gasps from the gathered guests. Christian was already bawling his eyes out.

“She’s here,” I said with a little clap, trying to get him to pull himself together.

As the music began and the carriage doors opened, the gorgeous Cadence emerged smiling. The gasps, however, soon turned to shrieks of horror as she lost her footing on the carriage step and planted face first into the concrete. Christian, giddy with nerves and fright had to be seated on one of the chairs as everyone else rushed to poor Cadence’s aid. She bounced back to her feet and I clasped my hand over my mouth.

You’re awful, what an awful thing to do, to laugh at the poor girl falling. But I couldn’t contain myself. I’d always had trouble not giggling when someone fell over or banged into something. I patted Christian and then headed to the drinks table to get him some water.

My eyes immediately sought out Tom, who was helping the unfortunate girl’s father brush her off. Stunned and slightly bleeding from the bridge of her nose, Cadence took her position on her father’s arm. By the time she reached Christian she had composed herself and dabbed the blood from her grazed nose. I had to give her credit, she was one tough cookie. Christian on the other hand was a complete mess.

“Do you, Mr Chips …”

I couldn’t believe they were actually making me say that out loud.

“…Take Ms Chips to be your lawful wedded wife?”

“I do,” he sobbed.

“And do you Ms Chips, take Mr Chips to be your lawfully wedded husband?”

Cadence hesitated for longer than expected. As she looked into Christian’s eyes, her smile fading, I wondered if she was seeing the life that she would have with him. He hadn’t rushed to her aid when she fell from the carriage, he’d taken care of himself first. And there he stood, crying like a baby. I watched as the implications of what she was about to do seemed to consume her. Would he protect her? Would she end up just having to do everything for him like a mother instead of a partner? Was she remembering past loves, stronger men who had made her feel safe, and wondering if she had chosen wisely?

Cadence looked at all the loving friends and family that had gathered to support them today, and as she turned her attention back to Christian, her expression told me that she had made her decision.

“I do,” she beamed, squeezing Christian’s hands.

I let out the breath I had been unintentionally holding, feeling bad for secretly hoping she would walk away. I wondered where I’d be today if I’d walked away. I would have travelled, definitely, and probably gotten a degree. But I wouldn’t have the kids, and I wouldn’t change that for anything.

As the guests swarmed on the happy couple to offer their congratulations, Tom and I fell to the back and swigged from the flask.

“Did you see that face plant?” He laughed. “I nearly had a heart attack.”

“That poor girl.” I tried to maintain a serious face, but as Tom flicked through the photos on his digital screen, the images of poor Cadence’s contorted face as she lost her footing brought tears of laughter that refused to be stifled.

“No more, it’s so mean and I’m going to wet myself,” I warned Tom, which, of course, only made him laugh more. “I’m glad she was okay. She was so courageous, I really like her. Most would have cried and made a big scene, but she just got on with it.”

“I give it a year,” he waved, as he set off to take thousands of happy smiling pictures that would get stuffed in a drawer somewhere and never looked at. Mine were in a box in the shed. Fitting really.

My Book Review:

How can you be happy and properly officiate weddings when your nineteen year marriage goes on the skids? That's what marriage celebrant Viv has to deal with when she catches her husband Peter cheating with a twenty-two year office co-worker. As her world turns upside down, and after over ten years performing weddings and any other ceremony her clients request, Viv just can't do it anymore, so she decides to quit after she officiates at her last ten clients' wedding ceremonies ... and throw in a funeral for good measure. For Viv, trying to pick up the pieces of her life while performing her duties can't be that hard ... or could it?

In her debut novel, Confetti Confidential: They Do, I Don't, author Susan Murphy weaves a thoroughly entertaining tale that has just the right amount of drama, comedy, and romance that easily draws the reader into Viv's story.

From ten hilarious weddings, a funeral, a heartfelt bond of sisterhood, enough crazy mishaps and daily life trials and tribulations that will make you laugh, and a unexpected romantic triangle, the reader is taken on an exhilarating roller coaster ride as they follow Viv as she tries to get her life back in order. This enjoyable story kept me turning the pages and left me smiling at the end.

The author had to have drawn from her personal experience as a celebrant to create this sassy story that allows the reader a little glimpse into the behind the scenes world of weddings. Confetti Confidential: They Do, I Don't is a refreshing story that is simply too good to not read!


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About The Author

Susan Murphy is a Civil Marriage Celebrant based in South Australia. With over 8 years experience, she’s had the pleasure and blessing of conducting ceremonies all over the country including weddings, baby naming’s, commitment ceremonies, funerals and anything else that has been requested by a client. The stranger the better!

With a passion for words and a determination to one day (even if it was from the nursing home) become a writer, she made a fateful decision to attend a Masterclass with the amazing Fiona McIntosh, and from there Confetti Confidential was born.

Author Website
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Contest Giveaway

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Virtual Book Tour

Tour Schedule:

April 13 - AiLove Books
April 15 - Chick Lit Plus
April 16 - HelloPrecious Bliss
April 16 - Terry’sBook Addiction
April 20 - Jersey Girl Book Reviews
April 20 - Sultry, Steamy Reading


  1. Replies
    1. Hi Yasmin! Thank you for stopping by and for your kind comment. :)

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    1. Hi Samantha! Thank you for the opportunity to host the virtual book tour. I really enjoyed reading this book. :)