Thanks for the Memories by Cecelia Ahern Harper, HK$91 Don't under-estimate Cecelia Ahern. Her unashamedly romantic books sell by the tonne and have the power to turn intelligent actresses into knock-kneed love fanatics: the normally hard-core Hilary Swank inexplicably turned up in the movie adaptation of Ahern's soupy mega-hit, PS I Love You. Thanks for the Memories, however, shows definite signs of progression. Far from perusing some hunk's oiled pecs, our heroine Joyce Conway begins by 'staring into that immeasurable blackness that stretches far beyond my closed eyelids'. Back off Jackie Collins. Later, Ahern will discuss trompe d'oeil, but don't be too frightened: her real raison d'etre is to bring Joyce together with her errant love, Justin Hitchcock, a repressed art lecturer in need of some romance. Having been horribly injured in an accident, Joyce moves in with her elderly father after her marriage falls apart. There she starts to experience a supernatural sense of deja vu. This could be because Ahern's plots are relatively interchangeable, but it also lends a pleasing 19th-century oddness to the couple. Expect Sean Penn to pop up in the film version.