It was another week of romance novels, but I’m sure you’re used to that by now.
Everyone who reads and reviews this book seems to say the same thing: it would have been a fantastic book if only Fortin had hired an editor. I’ve got to say, I pretty much agree with the peanut gallery, but I also could have done with a lot less random description of clothing. If I had followed through on my 10-year-old-girl goals to become a world-class fashionista (those who know me know how I far I fell short of that goal throughout my life…), maybe I would care to read details about pin-tucking and embroidery and overskirts and underskirts. But I just don’t give two hoots or a holler about any of that. It’s nice to know that the characters in books have clothes on, but don’t you kind of assume that, as a reader? There were some cases where the seemingly endless clothing descriptions made a wee bit of sense, when the clothing choices moved along the character development, but the rest of the time, I just skipped ahead.
Now here’s something interesting: it ain’t often that you have a romance novel deal with a weighty topic like spousal abuse and not be lame about it. A lot of romance authors imbue their characters with the mannerisms of folks who have been badly abused but then when it comes time for them to give an accounting of the actual abuse the character received (to explain all that funky behavior), it’s so mild that their behavior doesn’t make any sense. Sometimes people treat each other very badly, and I was happy to come across a book that wasn’t afraid to delve into all of that. Well done, Fortin. But, next time, hire a damn editor, because it’s really annoying to read a book that’s got stupid errors – dropped words, typos, mistaken words (i.e. interesting rather than interested…), etc.
I’ve sort of fallen in love with Elizabeth Hoyt. This woman writes beautiful books that seamlessly blend interesting stories about complicated characters with these lovely little fairy tales. I wrote about The Raven Prince a few weeks ago, which is the first book in the Prince series, followed by The Leopard Prince and then The Serpent Prince. All three books in that series are excellent, and I’m so glad I read them. Seriously, if you can stand to read romance novels and are tolerant of quite steamy sex sequences, you should really read these books. The books are beautifully constructed with just enough plot movement not to be boring and with all the character development that a girl like me could possibly want. Trust me: that’s a lot of character development! I’m a sucker for fairy tales, so my favorite part of each of the Prince books was the fairy tale and how perfectly it dovetailed the main story line/character line.
In the romance genre, it’s fairly typical to start each chapter with some sort of excerpt, whether from an established work of literature, some fictional work that is mentioned within the book, or bits of letters penned by one or more of the characters of the book. I’m not quite sure why it’s so popular in romance fiction, but there’s some sort of chapter introduction in about 75% of the romance novels I’ve read in the past five years. Clearly, it’s become part of the genre. Most of the time, I don’t bother reading the little introductions, because they tend to take away from the pacing of the story and often fail to add anything substantive to it. However, when Hoyt writes these little chapter introductions, they provide another layer of meaning for the characters. How brilliant for Hoyt to take a stupid quirk of the genre and make it beautiful.
I have one more thought about the Prince series, and then I’ll be done. Series books are usually really annoying. Often, when an author writes a series, she’s actually just rewriting the first book with different character names. As an example, I point to Stephanie Laurens, who wrote the wildly successful Cynster series. Now, I’m a sucker for romance novels, so I’ve read every single one of those books (sucker indeed). They’re all exactly the same. The male hero character is jaded and starting to feel a certain restlessness with his life. Enter the heroine, whom the male character immediately fixes upon as an object of his possession. The hero decides that they will marry, but the heroine refuses to consent until she can be certain that he loves her. He is reticent to give such an assurance, and so they have a conflict. Since that conflict alone would make for horribly boring books, Laurens throws each of her hero/heroine pairs into some sort of mortal peril (a murderer on the loose, etc.) that, in its resolution, forces the hero character to examine and communicate his feelings, after which recitation the heroine relents, and they marry, happily ever after. Laurens has written 20+ versions of the same book, and idiots like me keep flocking up to purchase them at $7.99 a pop. Did I mention I’m a sucker?
Hoyt writes series books with marginally connected characters, but each book is distinct. She doesn’t seem to possess a pattern card for ideal male or female behavior. Rather, her characters receive individual attention and a great deal of thought. As a reader, I don’t have to feel like an utter moron for spending another $8 for the dubious pleasure of reading a story I’ve already read. Instead, I can spend $4 or $6 on a lovely story that makes me happy and makes me think. I just don’t have anything bad to say about any of these books by Elizabeth Hoyt, and that’s a rare thing!
In addition to all those romance novels, I’m also reading Listening Hearts: Discerning Call in Community. I’m starting the process of writing a profile document for my church, and a friend of mine suggested that I read this book to help get me in the right frame of mind for discernment. Having gone to Azusa Pacific University, I’m a bit leery of religious writing, but I’m really enjoying this book. Not everything that has to do with religion is cheesy and fake. Anyway, I’m just on the first chapter, but it deserves a mention in my week of reading recap.
These books are all last week’s reading. I just got back from an eight-day road trip from southern California to southern Idaho, and I didn’t get any writing done for the blog while I was gone. Stay tuned for some upcoming posts about the road trip, this week’s reading, and a relatively recent wine tasting trip.