It must be kind of strange to read a book about how someone organized their entire early life around the idea of meeting and marrying you. But I doubt that Peter Phillips (currently eleventh in line for the British throne) has read this book anyway. And Jerramy Fine has written this book with such grace and humor that if he did read it, he would probably find himself captivated by her adventures rather than embarrassed by being the focus of them.

The one flaw of this book is that the end comes too soon! Once Jerramy is able to find closure on her royal aspirations, we jump straight to her current successful relationship. But how did she find her wonderful boyfriend? I wanted more of the success story after hearing all of the woes.

Overall, though, this was a highly enjoyable and fun read. ( )

I actually enjoyed this book more than I anticipated- the author's wry humor kept it from being too over the top despite her focus on becoming a princess. Though I do question the wisdom of pursuing a dream to marry royalty from age 6 to 26, I can't argue against the power of tenacity that Fine so ably demonstrates. Sure, it might have been better to focus the energy and intellect on saving the world rather than on perfect Peter Phillips, but in the end, you can't argue with results!

I did feel a lot of sympathy for Jerramy growing up in a slightly wacky household, and also for her hippie parents forced to deal with a child who believed she'd been switched at birth. The author's descriptions of both dorm and flat life in London were bang on, and made me crack more than one sympathetic smile. In the end, it was Fine's humor and voice that carried this book, that and the unlikely fact that the book was a memoir rather than the latest Bridget Jones wannabe. All in all, an enjoyable read that I'll recommend to friends. ( )

When I was a little girl, I wanted to be a princess. I’m sure lots of little girls had similar experiences, so I am sure that many of us can relate to Jerramy Fine, author of “Some Day My Prince Will Come“ as I did. The daughter of die-hard hippies, Jerramy had an odd fascination with royalty from the first moment she was able to express it. She knew about things like armoires and chambermaids at an age this knowledge seemed highly unlikely - it certainly did not come from her TV-disdaining nudist parents.

This book is really, truly fantastic. Not only is it endlessly entertaining, but Jerramy learns, and shares with us all, some wonderful (but not overdone) morals about the true meaning of royalty. Go out and find this book!

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For Jerramy Fine the obsession started at the tender age of four. While visiting with her grandparents she was allowed to watch the wedding of Princess Diana and Prince Charles. Not the actually event, mind you, but a taped version. And just as all four-year-olds do, she watched the video over and over as if it were “The Lion King” or “Shrek.”

To my delight, Jerramy’s search for all things “Royal” led her to the local public library. Here she sat mesmerized by coffee table books on the Royal jewels, palaces, and families. It was in one of these oversized tomes she ran across London’s Royal family tree. On a branch from Princess Anne’s side she saw it—her destiny—dare I say, her birthright.

Peter Mark Andrew Phillips, the only son of Princess Anne, was born in 1977. Delighted, Jerramy saw a connection on the paper in black ink (which made it fact). He was born the same year as her. From this point on, six-year-old Jerramy planned whatever it took to meet and marry Prince Peter Phillips.

Jerramy faces an uphill climb throughout her new memoir, “Someday My Prince will Come: True Adventures of a Wannabe Princess.” First, she lives and breathes in a rural area of Colorado, nowhere near London. Secondly, she has Hippie parents whose family values include clothing-optional hot springs scheduled as a yearly Christmas gathering. Lastly, well, she is middle class and in the middle of Colorado. One is assured she hasn’t a snowball’s chance.

This book sat heavy on my desk for months. The publisher’s advance copy just did not interest me. The art on the book’s cover turned me off. With prince charming in the left-hand corner, castle in back, and a Grace Kelly(ish) young woman lounging under a tree in an idyllic meadow, it seemed too romantic. Everyone who passed by my desk picked it up, but I remained stubborn.

Why did I wait? This is one of the funniest books I have read in a while. Not only is the premise fairytale-like in fiction, but utterly ridiculous in real life. Her serious pursuit of Prince Peter is fueled by the true tales of non-titled women such as Princess Masako of Japan, Princess Mette-Marit of Norway, and our own Grace Kelly who snagged Prince Rainier. The fact that she inches closer and closer to an actual introduction to her Prince Charming makes all the other frogs worth it. ( )