The Making of Nebraska Brown [***]
by Louise Caiola
So, Ana Lisa/Ann Leigh wakes up in a garden in Italy, mysteriously able to speak the language, and with an apartment and a hunky, hunky boyfriend. BUT, AL is having flashbacks/dreams of a life back in Nebraska with a not-so-hunky boyfriend. She starts investigating her double life with the help (?) of hunky-hunky boyfriend and girl friend Ren, and becomes convinced that she has a past life in Nebraska.
And usually, I'm not a fan of the back and forth, past and present, but it works here.
The dreams/flashbacks get longer and more detailed, so AL and HHB end up in the States, first in California to see a head doctor, and then to Nebraska. And, without giving too much away, AL learns some things in Nebraska, about herself and HHB.
I want to be more enthusiastic about this book. There's nothing that leaps out at me as a major flaw, and the story itself interesting. AL is well fleshed out, reasonably believable. And I would definitely read more by Ms. Caiola, and I really enjoyed her writing style. But for some reason this fell just below book love for me. But hey! Three stars, and I would definitely recommend it.
April 24, 2014
April 21, 2014
romancing the reader
Dear Romance Authors,
Please note, before I go any further, that this is not a dis of the romance genre. But for the love of all that is holy, please give me a reason to want your characters to be together. You can wax poetic all you want about how they are meant to be together, but if there is not one scene in your book that actually SHOWS chemistry between them, that actually makes me think "man, they belong together", then all those words are just wasted.
And throwing in a random romp in the sack doesn't count. That's not to say there can't be a little nooky now and then. Hell, I'm all for it. But sex does not always equal chemistry, and chemistry does not always equal sex.
Seriously. You can go on for pages about A's amazing, flawless personality and why B loves him/her so much, but if every time your characters are together there is no chemistry, nothing to support these claims, I'm going to put the book down and walk away. If I am reading a romance it is because I want to read about love, passion, two people who are made for each other/making it work despite not being made for each other.
And characters do not have to be irritatingly perfect. Hello? Mary Sue? Is that you? I, personally, like a little flaw now and then. It makes the characters real, believable. And, again, if I can't believe the characters I am going to put the book down and walk away. I don't have to love a character to care what happens to them, but I do have to believe that character, understand them to a point. And I just can't root for cardboard.
Yes, I do realize that this rant can pertain to genres other than just romance, but it feels like at least one of every three romance novels I pick up lately suffers from this problem. Too many want to get right to the 'good stuff', but, to me at least, the good stuff just isn't as good without the believable characters/chemistry.
PS: This rant may, or may not, be the product of not enough wine in the house.
Please note, before I go any further, that this is not a dis of the romance genre. But for the love of all that is holy, please give me a reason to want your characters to be together. You can wax poetic all you want about how they are meant to be together, but if there is not one scene in your book that actually SHOWS chemistry between them, that actually makes me think "man, they belong together", then all those words are just wasted.
And throwing in a random romp in the sack doesn't count. That's not to say there can't be a little nooky now and then. Hell, I'm all for it. But sex does not always equal chemistry, and chemistry does not always equal sex.
Seriously. You can go on for pages about A's amazing, flawless personality and why B loves him/her so much, but if every time your characters are together there is no chemistry, nothing to support these claims, I'm going to put the book down and walk away. If I am reading a romance it is because I want to read about love, passion, two people who are made for each other/making it work despite not being made for each other.
And characters do not have to be irritatingly perfect. Hello? Mary Sue? Is that you? I, personally, like a little flaw now and then. It makes the characters real, believable. And, again, if I can't believe the characters I am going to put the book down and walk away. I don't have to love a character to care what happens to them, but I do have to believe that character, understand them to a point. And I just can't root for cardboard.
Yes, I do realize that this rant can pertain to genres other than just romance, but it feels like at least one of every three romance novels I pick up lately suffers from this problem. Too many want to get right to the 'good stuff', but, to me at least, the good stuff just isn't as good without the believable characters/chemistry.
PS: This rant may, or may not, be the product of not enough wine in the house.
April 15, 2014
The Raising by Laura Kasischke

by Laura Kasischke
**spoiler alert**
This book. THIS BOOK. I finished reading it at 11pm and my first instinct was to put my shoes on and take it across the street to the library drop box (yes I live across the street from the library, envy me), because this book! I had to get it out of my house immediately.
Okay, so, last year Nicole Werner was killed when the car her boyfriend Craig was driving went off the road. And of course she was blond and leggy and beautiful because that makes it much more sad than if she was fat and pimply faced. But anyway so she was killed in this car wreck and Craig was drunk or high, or whatever, but he was never charged with anything so now he's back for his sophomore year.
But oh wait, now we are back to last year. Because clearly someone took the chapters of this book, tossed them in the air, and then put them back together in whatever order they landed in.
And can I just stop right here to say what a great big pile of no this book is? Seriously.
But anyway so now people around campus have been seeing Nicole. In pictures, sneaking into their dorm rooms, etc. And Craig's roommate is taking a class about death and Craig is (obviously) depressed. And Shelly, the woman who came upon the accident, can't get anyone to listen to her and starts having an affair with a sorority girl, and ...
Ugh, I just ... Such a slow, tedious build up. Agonizing. And then [spoiler] it ends. I can't even ...
So minus one star for the mental anguish it caused me, and one because THIS BOOK HAS NO ENDING. Well, I mean obviously it ends, but it doesn't actually SOLVE anything. For serious. And minus another half because ugh, spoiled rotten, evil, over-privileged kids.
*I was not compensated in any way for this review. And even if I had been, it would not have been enough to cover the mental anguish and stress this book caused.
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