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  • Posted on April 27, 2010 at 12:34 am

I’ve been reading quite a bit because I’m sort of in this flux. I’m trying to decide what I want to do with my life as far as writing since I’ve been semi out of the game for a couple of years. I feel like I’m starting all over and I pretty much am. I’ve come close, but the story of my life seems to be that I get an editor interested in me and then they leave. Or worse, the line folds. But that’s depressing and well, these books aren’t!

One of my all-time favorite stories whether its movies or books are Romantic Comedies. I love them. Even the sappy slapstick ones of old. I think I love them because I can honestly say there’s a lot of laughter in this household. Love is funny and messy and well, the alternative is crying. I choose to laugh. This is why I absolutely love and adore Kristan Higgins. Her characters are three-dimensional. Her heroines are someone I can totally relate too because they all have dysfunctional quirks–some even mimic my own relatives. I’ve currently caught up on all my Kristan Higgins books and am anxiously awaiting her next release, along with Helen Brenna’s next Mirabelle Island Series. If you click on the covers, it links you to eHQ’s bookstore.

The Next Best Thing by Kristan Higgins

Lucy Lang isn’t looking for fireworks.

She’s looking for a nice, decent man. Someone who’ll mow the lawn, flip chicken on the barbecue, teach their future children to play soccer. But most important: someone who won’t inspire the slightest stirring in her heart…or anywhere else. A young widow, Lucy can’t risk that kind of loss again. But sharing her life with a cat named Fat Mikey and the Black Widows at the family bakery isn’t enough either. So it’s goodbye to Ethan, her hot but entirely inappropriate “friend with privileges” and hello to a man she can marry.

Too bad Ethan Mirabelli isn’t going anywhere. As far as he’s concerned, what she needs might be right under her nose. But can he convince her that the next best thing can really be forever?

This book almost reminded me of Practical Magic. It’s about a young woman whose unfortunately joined her mothers and aunts in a Black Widow club because her husband dies in a car accident. Her mother and aunts are crazy to say the least and the things they put poor Lucy through are hysterical because again, I can relate to crazy female relatives. I fell in love with Ethan from the start and I rooted for him and I don’t want to spoil it if you haven’t read this book, but it’s a helluva hook at the ending of chapter one as to who Ethan really is and well….let’s just leave it at that. Kristan always has an animal in her books and this is the first cat she’s used and while I’m not a cat person because I’m allergic, I almost wanted a cat like Fat Mikey–if for nothing else than his name, although I could totally do without the random hairball. I laughed out loud while reading this book more than once, but I also teared up in a couple of places–because of heartfelt moments or because I was laughing so hard–one of the many reasons my family thinks I’m crazy. But I also had a couple of moments that almost resulted in an ugly cry. Kristan just keeps getting better and better!

 Too Good To Be True by Kristan Higgins

When Grace Emerson’s ex-fiancé starts dating her younger sister, extreme measures are called for. To keep everyone from obsessing about her love life, Grace announces that she’s seeing someone. Someone wonderful. Someone handsome. Someone completely made up. Who is this Mr. Right? Someone…exactly unlike her renegade neighbor Callahan O’Shea. Well, someone with his looks, maybe. His hot body. His knife-sharp sense of humor. His smarts and big heart.

Whoa. No. Callahan O’Shea is not her perfect man! Not with his unsavory past. So why does Mr. Wrong feel so…right?

First, let me say that the pooch on the cover is Angus MacFangus. He’s a West Highland Terrier complete with an overbite of his bottom teeth. Angus cracked me up with his antics. There were bits in this that were slow for me and I think it’s only because history tends to bore me and Grace is a History teacher. She’s also fanatical about it–her and her father go to reenactments. There was also a couple of places where perhaps I had to dig deep within myself because there’s a character in the book that interacts with Grace that I kept wanting to say, “And you put up with her why?” But then, I’d be the pot calling the kettle black. Other than that, this is about the insecurities that come with having sisters–gorgeous, perfect sisters who were tall and svelte–I semi-have that. I’m the shortest one in my family, even if I don’t really have a relationship with my sisters. The hero in this is misunderstood and oozes of bad boy. I’m a total sucker for a bad boy. I did tear up at the end, because I thought this was going to be the first Kristan Higgins book that didn’t give me the HEA I craved, but she did and I loved her even more for it. I also loved this book for the Grandmother. She reminds me of mine.

Lastly is:

Just One of the Guys by Kristan Higgins

Being one of the guys isn’t all it’s cracked up to be…

So when journalist Chastity O’Neill returns to her hometown, she decides it’s time to start working on some of those feminine wiles. Two tiny problems: #1—she’s five feet eleven inches of rock-solid girl power, and #2—she’s cursed with four alpha male older brothers.

While doing a story on local heroes, she meets a hunky doctor and things start to look up. Now there’s only one problem: Trevor Meade, her first love and the one man she’s never quite gotten over—although he seems to have gotten over her just fine.

Yet the more time she spends with Dr. Perfect, the better Trevor looks. But even with the in-your-face competition, the irresistible Trevor just can’t seem to see Chastity as anything more than just one of the guys.…

I think this is my third favorite book of Kristan’s. Right up there with “Catch of the Day” and I think it’s because it’s a friends to lovers story. I could relate to this one because I grew up in a volunteer fire company. Daisy is the dog on the cover and she isn’t a Beagle, but she is lovable. I wanted to make her mind. I don’t want to ruin any parts of this story. You’ll just have to take my word for that this one is worth reading.

His Ring, Her Baby by Maxine Sullivan

  • Posted on April 26, 2010 at 2:53 pm


The job title was housekeeper, not fiancée! But billionaire cattleman Kirk Deverill couldn’t throw the lovely single mom off his ranch. Especially when he knew the job would help her keep her son. Of course, the eligible bachelor hadn’t expected her to tell everyone she was also Kirk’s bride-to-be!

He agreed to Vanessa’s ruse for her adorable son’s sake. And for the opportunity to claim some “husbandly” pleasures. Of course, making their fake engagement a real union was never going to happen. The Outback loner had his reasons…and even the most desirable of women wouldn’t get him to change his mind.
 

 

I’ve long been a fan of Maxine Sullivan. Her books have emotional depth, riveting characters and a sensual tension that gets me every time. She’s an author whom I’ve watched grow–like a sweet wine that with age, only gets better. This by far is my favorite book that Maxine has written.

When one picks up a Desire, they expect an alpha male–Kirk Deverill is no exception to the rule. He’s been branded by his past, but he also knows what he wants from the moment he sees it and what he wants, make no mistake, Kirk gets. Vanessa also knows what she wants–to keep her young son safe. A young widow, she’s trying to put the pieces of her life back together. She tries to fight her attraction to Kirk, but with all that electricity in the air, how couldn’t they both succumb and go up in flames together?

This book had me running with a gamut of emotions. I smiled and even chuckled because of the witty dialogue between Kirk and Vanessa. These characters were two that I gave a damn about–ones that I was rooting for page after page and one I could see myself reading “once more with feeling’. I’m just sorry this story ended and my only hope is that Ms. Sullivan decides to write Jade or Zach Deverill’s stories so that I can revisit Kirk and Vanessa.

Horrible Blogger

  • Posted on April 25, 2010 at 11:35 pm

Wow, I’ve barely blogged at all this month. One time. It’s not that I’ve had a lack of anything to say, because well I do. However it’s been rather depressing or it comes off as whining and well, who needs that? Besides, my brain has had some serious ADD. I start to say something and can never get to my point and well…who wants to read that? You see my problem, right? ‘-)

I’ve been extremely busy, but this week, I think instead of driving back and forth to the school when my daughter has practice and then try outs for Color Guard that I’m going to take the laptop. I can’t get internet from the parking lot. It’ll be quiet in my van. No phones ringing, no Farmville, just me, the laptop and the radio for two whole hours. Hmm. Think I made my mind up about staying. Who knows, if nothing else some coherent blog posts may result. Then again, it may be some of the same irrelevant ramblings that I usually come up with. I make no promises, lol.

Godspell

  • Posted on April 9, 2010 at 12:17 pm

I can’t believe it’s April already–the ninth to be exact. Where has the time went? I know why it’s flying, my son’ll turn 18 next month and the graduate the following. It’s really starting to hit me that he’s going to be graduating and then leaving the nest to go into the Air Force.

It really got to me last night watching the school’s performance of Godspell. Three of his really good friends are in it, along with my daughter who’s making her debut. I’d never seen Godspell before so I wasn’t sure what to expect.

I was simply. Blown. Away.

There’s room in this particular musical for the director to be artistic and creative and that he is. It was fresh, upbeat, hysterical and yet heart-wrenching all at the same time. We’re a small school compared to a lot of others. Graduating classes are small and you’re an actual name, not a number. Our school struggles financially at times, but these kids poured their hearts and souls into this musical and I honestly forgot I was sitting in my old Alma Mater. I’m not just saying this because my daughter is in it, because she has a small role. I mean, I am so unbelievably proud of her, but I’m also proud of every single one of those kids who got out on the stage and made me want to dance in my seat, pee and cry with laughter and then made me get teary-eyed.

So, my plea to those of you who live near me and are reading this on Facebook instead of my blog:

Come see Godspell. You won’t be sorry that you did. Email or message me if you want details.