Outrageous and hilarious. POTUS picks the wrong girl for a one night stand and is killed by a Mafioso in DC while caught by him with his girlfriend, a bimbo from Texas named Honey. Honey and Mafioso flee with the body, seeking refuge with her ex-boyfriend, a gay Washington Redskins defensive end. A burned out reporter puts the pieces together and confronts them. Mafia man also has his boss after him for failing to drop off payments he had collected. Hostage taking, shoot outs, and behind the scenes politics with the First Lady and the VP provide more humor. After a while though you just want this nonsense to end.

very funny and twisted. could see it as a movie

I love Tim Sandlin. His Grovont trilogy is absolutely hilarious. This, his most recent book, is not. It's actually pretty lame. It makes me sad.

Laugh out loud funny. A wild ride. It's got it all: a philandering president, the mob, a gay NFL lineman, a drug addicted VP, Washington politics and a wild chase for the president's head. The story line is compelling.

I am a big fan of Mr. Sandlin's, but...this is clearly his weakest work. It is more in the vein of a Tim Dorsey or Carl Hiaasen novel then it is a Sandlin. By the way, I am a fan of those two writers, but they don't compare to Sandlin's normal output.
Unlike in the four other Sandlin books I have read, the characters do not come across as real people. Usually Sandlin's characters are flesh and blood despite the oddball plot devices. That was not the case in "Honey Don't". The characters never gained dimension.
Another thing that got in my way was the title character of the novel, a Texas gal named Honey. I just flat out did not care for her as a person. Sandlin creates her as a woman who uses sex to manipulate her friends and enemies, and yet he clearly wants the reader to accept her as a sort of "hero" of the novel. Not me. Simply put, I could not stand her!
Now, don't get me wrong, I did not go into this book expecting great things. When the advertised plot device is that a couple of yahoos accidentally kill the president as he is engaged in oral sex you know you are not reading a typical book. However, the text stretched the realm of possibility just too far for my tastes. Had the premise and resulting scenarios been a little more realistic and the characters stock types (or vice versa) I might have been able to stomach it. However, when both plot and characters are shallow and trite, the result is not good.
I did laugh out loud a few times, and I read the book on the beach. It is perfect for that, just not much else.

Very funny.

Hilarious. It's one of those books that make you laugh, but at the same time, cry and die a little bit inside with every sarcastic line. It satirizes American society and humanity in general, both guilty of taking themselves too seriously, more so than they deserve. Mankind has many flaws, both individually and collectively, and Sandlin shows that absurdities such as the one addressed in the book can only happen because of humans' attempt at pursuing nobility and denying its many faults.

Like 4.5 stars. It was an enjoyable and funny read, but something felt unsubstantial about it. Like it was a little TOO breezy.

Disappointment for me. I had a Sandlin phase in the mid '90s where I read all his books and they were always quirky, energetic and fun--this one tries hard but kind of falls flat to me. Lots of characters and the story just feels forced too much of the time.

Oh boy! This one came very, very close to getting five stars. This is the best Sandlin that I've read to date. Got hooked on him with Jimi Hendrix Turns Eighty. In this one, an oddball cast of characters manage to get involved with the death of the president. In many ways, it's the best screwball comedy I've seen in a long time--the cast of characters are more or less inside a dryer drum, tumbling around, interacting with one another in unexpected ways. The outcome could have gone down in any number of ways, but actually took a turn at the end I didn't anticipate, which is so nice all by itself. I'd say that the moral of the story is to not judge a book by its cover--and that has nothing to do with the actual book cover.

I fell in love with Tim Sandlin's writing when I was a high school junior and discovered the GroVont triology while wandering through Barnes and Noble's new store in the Annapolis Harbour Center outdoor mall thing (is that still there?). I inhaled his earlier books between 1995-2000, but haven't read most of his work from the past decade simply because, as my father and grandmother have always said- too many books, too little time. So I decided that this year I'm going to read the rest of his newer books, starting with this one.

Honey Don't is absurdly funny in the way that Sandlin does well, and I liked the book a lot, though it reads almost like a screenplay versus a novel. The story centers around an unlikely accidental killing of the President, and the aftermath of that gigantic blunder with an omniscient narrator that lets readers know how everyone, even smaller peripheral characters, are affected by the impending craziness. Unlike the GroVont books, I didn't become attached to any of the characters in this novel, though the plot was quick and held my attention, so I can sadly only give it three stars. Hoping that in some of Sandlin's other newer books I can find a Maurey or Sam to root for and love.

6/06