As if I’m posting my summer reads still. What a lazy dink I can be! haha Ah whatever.
My summer reads are usually dumb dumb books with zero substantial plot, characters, and don’t need much in the way of concentration or brain power to get through.
This was all of those things.
Obviously a romance novel, it was about a woman who lost her husband and opened up a B and B. And it went just as you would expect. Lovely, romance, people denying feelings, a little mystery in there, and overall a running of a B and B while getting over the heartache of a death.
Debbie Macomber isn’t my go-to romance writer, but she’s decent enough that I’ve gone around a couple of times in her made up worlds.
This was another book from the 26 BooksWithBringingUpBurns challenge. #9: A Book With a Colour in the Title.
I obviously didn’t read all the books in order since that was impossible.
Constant vigilance…I guess I’m not being very constant, consistent, OR vigilant these days.
Ah sweet predictability. Like most of Debbie’s books they have a surprise ending: Everyone falls in love! Haha. I like her writing, I like the simplicity of the books, I like most of the characters, but I think I just read too many too close together and after reading The Secret Life of Bees I should’ve kept going with higher quality stories instead of dumbing myself down again.
This book was about Nell, whose husband died and she was trying to turn their farm into a dude ranch for tourists. She meets a writer who is trying to take a break from being famous and surprise, surprise, they fall in love while she doesn’t even know who he really is.
The second story is about a pregnant girl who comes to town looking for a fresh start and the local minister takes care of her, and shock of all shock, they fall in love.
I definitely suggest these if you are looking for a summer book (which this was suppose to be, but I ended up reading it in the fall when I like to read heavier books.) and want something easy going and carefree.
Constant vigilance accepts all genres.
Yes, a bold statement carried by many, but when it comes to books I’m seriously becoming psychic. Maybe it’s because I’ve read it all before, maybe it’s because I’ve been reading too much of the same kind of book or author, but I think a book should have a little something in it that makes it less predictable.
On the other hand: This is a romance and what’s the point?
This book was about, you got it: love. Who is the daddy of Caroline’s child, and I’m betting you guess before the end but you’ll still be shocked by the audacity of all parties. Author included.
Dr. Texas is about the new local doctor, you got it, falling in love.
Maybe it was the complete and utter mindfuck that was Gone Girl, but I kind of needed a predictable romance to get me over it. I was in shock for a little while at the craziness of that.
And who the hell doesn’t need cowboys in their life? I love the characters, I love the town, I love that there’s a haunted town near this town that everyone isn’t suppose to know about, but they do, and they all get goose bumps thinking about it.
Read these, Debbie Macomber writes a good and heart healthy book that doesn’t make you paranoid about other human beings.
Ah romance. Aaaahh…COWBOY romance. My new favourite kind! I thought I would happily be stuck in a Scottish boy fantasy, but alas. Cowboys have lassoed my heart.
Yeah. I just said that.
So this guy, his name is Laredo, his truck breaks down (don’t they all) and he hitches a ride with Savannah Weston. Her parents are dead (aren’t they all) and she lives on a farm with her brother Grady, who happens to be miserable and pretending otherwise because he has shit to do. Their brother Richard, the scoundrel, ran off with the family inheritance, and the other two are holding on by their nails to keep the family farm running.
He’s helpful, handsome, and falls in love with Savannah. Then he does the unforgivable.
I won’t tell you what it is because that’s a spoiler alert and I just won’t have those in a book I think you would enjoy if you are into romances.
The second story in the book is all about Ellie Fraser, running the family feed store (happily) after her fathers death and counting on her friends to leave her alone so she can get through it.
Enter: Glen. And Richard. That’s right, Richard, the thief comes back in the last story and tries to snatch money from his family and then trick Ellie into marrying him so he gets the feed stores profits.
Thank goodness for bumbling Glen. A man who doesn’t even know he’s in love with is best friend. (Who is Ellie, btw.) So romantic I felt like a loser for days.
Sigh. I need a boyfriend.
I always expect Debbie Macomber to be like Jude Deveraux just because they are in the same genre. And I’m always surprised when she’s not, which is ridiculous and insane of me since I’ve read plenty of Judes and not a lot of Debbies.
This book is about a town in Alaska (aptly named Hard Luck) and they are desperately seeking some ladies to add to the town. Most of the place is men that are single and bored. They need a little love and companionship that doesn’t come in the form of fellow pilots.
So they hatch a scheme to get some women to come and work at certain places in the town that are female friendly (ie. Library, the airport, the school and the nurses office. Yes, semi-sexist, but this was written in the early nineties I think, which really shouldn’t be an excuse, but the genre was different back then.) and hopefully they will be able to pair up and have some fun.
Naturally, the plan goes awry and people get mad, hurt, and down right aggravated. It was funny and cute and just what I needed because my brain has switched itself off for the holidays due to lack of sleep and too many people hovering around me. It was easy and nice, and thankfully they were two short stories in them that mingled with each other.
I liked the characters and even though it wasn’t a Christmas story like I was thinking it would be, it was still okay.