Mari
The first half of this book is what I imagine the Olympic Village is like during competitions. The graphic descriptions constantly took me out of the book. I knew more about the characters' favorite sex positions before I got to know the characters themselves, so the sex felt hollow on the page.
The second half is when the book takes off with the real drama. I started to love the verbal sparring between all the characters in the second half, whereas the sniping in the first half felt unnecessarily cruel instead of engaging a lá Ms. Bennet and Mr. Darcy.
Page 292 had me rolling a tear when Stasie and Nate bared their souls. Very touching and genuine moment.
Stasie made me roll my eyes when she said the egotistical thing about having more therapy than Nate so she knew better. I thought he did go to therapy after all that stuff with his parents and that's why he was such a good communicator?
Anyway, in spite of all that and the typos throughout, the ending was satisfying. That is, until the epilogue ruined it. Why can't authors just let their leads enjoy themselves? Why do they always have to book-end a relationship with The Life Script ™️?
This book was a fun read, though. Now I'm going to rewatch The Cutting Edge (1992).
The first half of this book is what I imagine the Olympic Village is like during competitions. The graphic descriptions constantly took me out of the book. I knew more about the characters' favorite sex positions before I got to know the characters themselves, so the sex felt hollow on the page.
The second half is when the book takes off with the real drama. I started to love the verbal sparring between all the characters in the second half, whereas the sniping in the first half felt unnecessarily cruel instead of engaging a lá Ms. Bennet and Mr. Darcy.
Page 292 had me rolling a tear when Stasie and Nate bared their souls. Very touching and genuine moment.
Stasie made me roll my eyes when she said the egotistical thing about having more therapy than Nate so she knew better. I thought he did go to therapy after all that stuff with his parents and that's why he was such a good communicator?
Anyway, in spite of all that and the typos throughout, the ending was satisfying. That is, until the epilogue ruined it. Why can't authors just let their leads enjoy themselves? Why do they always have to book-end a relationship with The Life Script ™️?
This book was a fun read, though. Now I'm going to rewatch The Cutting Edge (1992).
Added to listWe Live In A Society Jerrywith 49 books.
Mary Jane Watson's revamp and team-up with the Black Cat makes my heart happy. Two badass ladies taking on baddies to Hell and back--can't ask for more.
Mary Jane Watson's revamp and team-up with the Black Cat makes my heart happy. Two badass ladies taking on baddies to Hell and back--can't ask for more.
Added to listTime-bendingwith 87 books.
Added to listWe Live In A Society Jerrywith 48 books.
I thought I was savvy Henrietta Stackpole going into this book eyes wide open, but I was actually Pansy, completely innocent and oblivious to the reality right in front of me.
Isabel Archer is such a complex character. She thinks herself free of Society's expectations and wants to see every inch of the world, yet she is somehow still ensnared by those expectations.
The book lags a bit in places but when the last third of the book gets going, it's like a high-speed rail of drama and intrigue toward an ambiguous ending. I almost threw the book aside, but then laughed at the hopeful mystery Henry James left us.
Actively living an engaging life can be tiresome and neverending, but it can also be filled with hope and joy until the final page is turned.
I thought I was savvy Henrietta Stackpole going into this book eyes wide open, but I was actually Pansy, completely innocent and oblivious to the reality right in front of me.
Isabel Archer is such a complex character. She thinks herself free of Society's expectations and wants to see every inch of the world, yet she is somehow still ensnared by those expectations.
The book lags a bit in places but when the last third of the book gets going, it's like a high-speed rail of drama and intrigue toward an ambiguous ending. I almost threw the book aside, but then laughed at the hopeful mystery Henry James left us.
Actively living an engaging life can be tiresome and neverending, but it can also be filled with hope and joy until the final page is turned.
