Angels by Marian Keyes
The only one of her siblings not burdened with the "diva gene," Maggie Walsh always prided herself on her normalcy --until she caught her irreproachable husband having an affair and was sacked from her dependable job. Suddenly her perfectly organized existence has become a perfect mess. Rather than stew in her sorrow, she decides, for the first time in her life, to do something daring — and flees to the shelter of her best friend Emily in the faraway wonderland of Los Angeles. In this mecca of tanned, beautiful bodies, unsvelte, uncool Maggie is decidedly a fish out of water. Yet overnight, she's mixing with film folk, pitching scripts, even experimenting with sex — and discovering that the end of a marriage is not the end of everything. And before she's through, neither the City of Angels nor Maggie Walsh will ever be the same again.
I decided to read this book because I was in the mood for something light. I got it at a recent bookcrossing meetup after I'd noticed a dearth of chick lit books on my shelves.
Angels was a relatively quick read. I wouldn't say it's a fantastic novel, but I did like how the author provided a substantive backstory for her protagonist and how she revealed that history throughout the course of the novel.
I don't think I've read Keyes before, but apparently two of Maggie's sisters are protagonists in other Keyes novels (Rachel's Holiday and Watermelon).