From Library Journal
Heather Hurley escaped from a traumatic and abusive childhood home to become a very successful stripper. There is something missing from her life, however. She discovers just what is lacking when she meets a mysterious man named Joe in a bar. Joe is, in fact, God (in human form), walking the earth to help people solve their problems. As Joe and Heather become close, she begins to realize what a sham her life has been. Accepting God enables Heather to grow and change as she had never thought possible. Fundamentalists may be offended by the idea of God driving around New Jersey on a Harley, but other readers should find this a fun, fast, thought-provoking novel. Brady, who emerged as a talented writer with God on a Harley (see "Signs of the Times: First Novels, Fall/Winter 1995-96," LJ 3/15/96), does an especially good job in her portrayal of Heather, a confused yet oddly powerful and in-control woman. Highly recommended.
Copyright 1997 Reed Business Information, Inc.
Copyright 1997 Reed Business Information, Inc.
From Kirkus Reviews
It's no great compliment to call Brady's sequel a two-character knockoff of The Bridges of Madison County, as was said here of her debut, God on a Harley (1995). In that earlier work, Christine Moore, generally dissatisfied with her life as a traveling nurse and feeling dead-ended, got straightened out by a motorcycle hunk who happened to be God Himself. Now Joe (as He calls Himself) is dealing new cards to hard-case 29-year-old stripper Heather Hurley. Proud of her body, Heather enjoys supporting her Brentwood condo and BMW with cash from L.A.'s Pink Pussycat, where she shows off a body she keeps in trim shape with a personal trainer. If she shows anything but stomach muscles, it's never mentioned, since this is a novel that can be read by solemnly straitlaced Minnesota PTA members, and if filmed does not need even a PG rating. One night Joe appears at the Pink Pussycat and helps Heather fight off a panic attack without her usual sedative, and the two fall into a cautionary conversation that goes on until book's end. The only slight wisp of suspense has to do with whether Heather will have a sexual thought about Joe-- and she doesn't, even when they go swimming together. Their dialogue, meanwhile, could hardly be more waterlogged. When Joe reveals at the beach that he has a prosthetic leg, Heather declares: ``I desperately wanted to make sure I understood everything he was teaching me. `So how do you deal with the loss of your leg?' I urged him. `Can any lesson really be worth that price?' '' At end, Heather learns seven commandments that lead to spiritual health in her new line of work as a composer of greeting-cards who doubles as a torch-singing lounge act. Lounge act? She goes from selling sex to shilling for booze? One's jaw drops. Smarmalade. -- Copyright ©1997, Kirkus Associates, LP. All rights reserved.
