Release Date: Feb 9, 2021
Heat Level: N/A
I really tried to get into this book, but it’s boring.
First off, let me say that I gave this book a chance, walked away, came back, gave it a second chance, skimmed a bunch of pages, and then gave up.
Is that fair? You can make your own choices, but I’m not in my twenties or early thirties anymore. As we age time becomes a more precious non-renewable resource that we never seem to have enough of and after last year I’ve decided to not waste time any more on books that don’t interest in me or grab me, even those I’ve signed up to review.
This book is about a woman who at the beginning of the story is leaving this man she’s spent weeks with to go take care of family business. It’s a prologue about her driving away from him, uncertain if her time away will make the heart grow fonder. Equally uncertain if she should have asked him to go with her and then she drives away. While the heroine had a nice, catchy voice this prologue never resonated with me. I was bored with her wish-washy ways and inability to state the truth. She wanted this dude to go with her, so tell him that.
The next chapter, six months prior… and close the book. No, thank you. I didn’t want a rehash of the past. I wanted the future, and I didn’t want to spend fifty percent of the book getting there. So, I walked away. When I came back to the story two weeks later, convincing myself I wasn’t being fair to the poor book, I started reading and was still bored.
Heroine doesn’t think she’s pretty. Heroine is boring. Heroine can never find a man. Then she finds this guy and it’s awkward fumbling, awkward encounters and this whole teenage-like courtship happening between grown adults. We finally get to intimacy and it’s awful. I put the book down. The other parts of this love square (I went back and read the blurb) are not materializing fast enough. FYI: This is not a romance; this is women’s fiction and speaks to my growing dislike for the illustrated cover industry.
Side Rant: Illustrated covers are quickly destroying the delineation between romance and women’s fiction. With romance I get a promise, an HEA, a story where people fall in love with each other, and often two points of view. Though illustrated covers are this mixed bag of I never know what I’ll get.
In the case of The Love Square… I got a dud.