You don’t have to get too deep into the almost 1,000-page text to understand that Linda lived on her own kooky planet. In the foreword, she explains that she wrote Love Signs over the course of a decade while sequestered in a haunted suite at the Hollywood Roosevelt Hotel, finally completing the book in 1978, a scenario that brings to mind Miss Havisham levels of insanity. (It’s worth noting that, fours decades on, the book’s conventional heteronormative framework in no way stands the test of time.)
Still, it’s hard not to be just a little charmed by Love Signs. Like your favorite auntie, Goodman draws you in with her deliciously gossipy tone, casually dropping romantic advice in the form of cosmic cautionary tales. Sometimes it hits so hard the hairs on the back of your neck will stand up. Other times, you’re left thinking what the hell was this woman smoking. You don’t have to be a believer to enjoy the book—true believers will know it’s more about your chart anyway—but you do have to be a sucker for a good love story.
When he asked for my number at the end of the night, I legitimately thought he was joking. My coworker, a plain-spoken Gemini who later ran into us on a date at a now shuttered bowling alley in Union Square, was eager to share her personal thoughts about this too. “Chioma, that guy is too good looking for you,” she said wagging her finger.
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