Dating in the Dark by Pete Sortwell Excerpt

Dating In The Dark: sometimes love just pretends to be blind (A Laugh Out Loud Romantic Comedy) by Pete Sortwell
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Jason is single and has been for all of his 32 years. It's depressing. But not as depressing as being told by his mother that he looks like Humpty Dumpty - after the accident. With a face that not even his own mother can love, it's hardly surprising that he'll try anything to get a woman to go out with him, even if it's only for a single date. With little interest in anything other than his quest for a woman and a nice bit of cod and chips, Jason needs to think outside the box if he's going to find someone who'll give him a chance. Along with Barry -- his best mate -- Jason comes up with the only thing he thinks will work: dating a blind woman. However, to do that, he needs to pretend he's blind himself, which is a lot harder than you might think ... especially when guide dogs are so hard to come by. Eventually Jason's efforts pay off and he meets Emma, a pretty professional with a host of friends. When he takes her out, they instantly hit it off. But will Jason be able to fool both Emma and her best friend Jerry into thinking he's blind? With everything to play for, Jason faces the biggest challenge of his life, and nobody -- especially not him -- can see how it'll all turn out.

Excerpt:

‘You look like the scrambled version of Humpty Dumpty — after the accident,’ — is probably the worst insult I’ve ever had thrown at me.

As it was my own mother who threw it, I think it hurt more. Since her dementia had developed, her blatant disregard for mine or anyone else’s feelings had become more and more prominent. Mind you, thinking back, I hadn’t even known she was ill when she’d shouted the insult up the stairs as I trudged to my room after yet another failed date. If I had known, I wouldn’t have moved out and left her to the mercy of her carers, but back then she was still going to the shops on her own without being brought home by the police for using supermarket aisles as toilets.

I’m Jason Harding. I’m ugly. I know I’m ugly. I’m told I’m ugly and the results of seven hundred and thirty five unsuccessful dates have confirmed that I’m simply not attractive to the female of the species. It’s all quite depressing, really.