tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73685732016692467542024-03-13T00:37:03.814-04:00The Romance PicayuneA Bluestocking's Persnickety Historical Romance DiaryLucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7368573201669246754.post-28746414783605524592009-01-22T19:11:00.009-05:002009-01-22T20:55:52.382-05:00The Pirate's Jewel<div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjta8XFX2maWm11oGmYkjvnAj88t1wAzPDFXefNVqf2acNsZOsnKQW2aDvB3WuArX33nrvI2FLOKRcPCnUl3OWtd7NdvfBZOOugklTeyxTK02zcMordFd2-WGdg2Cm16NF5MxfdyJHMpLTy/s1600-h/howe.jpg"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294275249940032866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjta8XFX2maWm11oGmYkjvnAj88t1wAzPDFXefNVqf2acNsZOsnKQW2aDvB3WuArX33nrvI2FLOKRcPCnUl3OWtd7NdvfBZOOugklTeyxTK02zcMordFd2-WGdg2Cm16NF5MxfdyJHMpLTy/s200/howe.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"> Title: <em>The Pirate's Jewel</em> (2004)<br />Author: Cheryl Howe (Leisure)<br />Period: American-Colonial/Revolutionary (1775 South Carolina/Carribbean)<br />Grade: C-<br /><br />Cheryl Howe offers a standard Revolutionary pirate/privateer yarn. Sadly, the setting is the most interesting thing about <em>The Pirate's Jewel</em>.<br /><br />Jewel is a barmaid and illegitimate daughter of a long-lost pirate. She has guarded a treasure map for him since childhood while patiently awaiting his return. When a man appears to claim the treasure map it isn't her father, but his protégé. Nolan claims her father is dead and offers to purchase the treasure map to allow her a life of ease. Jewel leverages Nolan's arrival as an opportunity to escape a life of drudgery and an arranged marriage to a ill-favored widower. She demands to accompany him on the treasure hunt. Nolan, who had organized the mutiny that he believes sentence her father to death, desperately avoids telling Jewel the truth of her father's disappearance.<br /><br />Their attraction begins almost instantly and the shipboard romance and quickie wedding that follow are pretty standard. Cheery crewmates and predictable adventure abound. The crux of the conflict between Jewel and Nolan is her long-lost father. Jewel has a child's naiveté about her wastrel father that shapes her entire world view. She has imagined him as a plaster saint who is nothing like the real pirate was abandoned and used her at his convenience.<br /><br />Surprise(not)! The dead father turns out to be not-so-dead. Howe couldn't have telegraphed this plot point anymore if she tried. Jewel is deeply conflicted over who to side with in the resurfaced blood feud between her allegedly beloved husband and her self-serving father who never returned for her. This isn't an easy choice for her. Huh? Not even after her father attempts to drown Nolan in cold blood. Nolan would be a doormat here if he seemed to give a damn about his wife's lack of commitment to their marriage. Loving his wife and hating her father seem to be the only emotions he is allowed.<br /><br />Howell's writing is fair to good, but her character in <em>A Pirate’s Jewel</em> have the subtly and nuance of shadow puppets. Meh!</span></div>Lucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7368573201669246754.post-53508803327660222262008-07-22T10:29:00.010-04:002009-01-22T01:05:10.024-05:00Untie My Heart<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoDkQrVTJ-QLmkObKG0DFUwcjvThnudFEZH0fUzaVeHSXhrNfD37NYq9IMKfGl-2VVmFqrFYitvPR0RMC5jdTMIuPAqMOV9sgvVKQ9cXVNXrUmbaD9TOlPmCXOZ3cwgx-yXeYO0pKhcsbA/s1600-h/ivory.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225845593185010850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoDkQrVTJ-QLmkObKG0DFUwcjvThnudFEZH0fUzaVeHSXhrNfD37NYq9IMKfGl-2VVmFqrFYitvPR0RMC5jdTMIuPAqMOV9sgvVKQ9cXVNXrUmbaD9TOlPmCXOZ3cwgx-yXeYO0pKhcsbA/s200/ivory.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">Title: </span><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >Untie My Heart</span><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"> (2002)<br />Author: Judith Ivory (Avon)<br />Period: European Historical-Victorian (1896 England)<br />Grade: D+</span><br /><br />I'm too busy of late to recap any reading but that which is truly spectacular. Spectacularly good or bad does not matter. And </span><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >Untie My Heart</span><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"> is a spectacular clusterfuck.<br /><br />Judith Ivory is famous for adult romances about complex people. No secret babies or amnesia for her. Yet, sometimes Ivory lives so much in her own head that her writing is hard to connect with, at least for me. This book presumes that her reader is going to enjoy the minutiae of Stuart's family finances over a contested title (which I do not) and Emma's in-depth world of London confidence games (which I do). I've spent years looking for a romance that didn't talk down to me, but I don't want to open an Excel spreadsheet to folllow the financial plot contrivances.<br /><br />The real meat of the story is the control that dominates the relationship between Emma and Stuart. This isn't just sexual control although Ivory includes that in a way I find disturbing. I've read my share of non-consent bodice rippers. Some I even liked. I'm well versed in the ideology behind BDSM. The pleasure is in willingly surrendering control. Not being tied to a chair, fucked by some dude who threatens to send you to jail, and afterward told that you enjoyed it so he is absolved of any guilt. In fact, he is especially proud of his prowess and flexibility on said chair. Emma spends the bulk of the book resisting Stuart's control in the con game and in their sex life while he suggests she is just an uptight prude who isn't as adventurous and worldly as himself. What the hell? She doesn't want to walk naked in a hotel or be bound during sex. She says she doesn't enjoy it. But that's okay, because even though she says no, she clearly means yes.<br /><br />If Ivory wanted to write about BDSM sexual relationship I wish she had crafted a heroine who embraced surrender, not one who fought against it. That isn't hot or sexy. That just sucks.</span>Lucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7368573201669246754.post-31373527073458137622008-06-16T13:51:00.009-04:002009-01-22T01:12:31.156-05:00Deep As the Rivers<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6X0EpPyi2pvmhrxjPGwW9LhRFCdp7WBu1YdYOGuAx4T6Ay3f8DGOGtaL4g9KDc-U9Z-JuHtPPBtkwoKNvA6HsQy9S_aVH6ldgcm8thHA6HCe3EPjasGWJ2DcKnglV5H191LIp_cZTKBic/s1600-h/henke.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212539030644616642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 113px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6X0EpPyi2pvmhrxjPGwW9LhRFCdp7WBu1YdYOGuAx4T6Ay3f8DGOGtaL4g9KDc-U9Z-JuHtPPBtkwoKNvA6HsQy9S_aVH6ldgcm8thHA6HCe3EPjasGWJ2DcKnglV5H191LIp_cZTKBic/s200/henke.jpg" border="0" /></a>Title: <span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Deep As the Rivers</span> (1997)<br />Author: Shirl Henke (St. Martin's)<br />Period: American-Federal/Jacksonian (1811-15 D.C., Missouri, & Louisiana)<br />Grade: D+<br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;">Why the fuck is "As" capitalized and "the" is not in the title. Shouldn't they both be capitalized or neither one? It is really bothering me.</span><span style="font-size:+0;"><?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="LETTER-SPACING: 0pt;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;" >I love epic storytelling and real history in my historical romance. When Shirl Henke is good on that score, she's better than most of the standard romance fare. Here? She isn't very good. <i>Deep As the Rivers</i> is reminiscent of Connie Mason or Rosemary Rogers. Against the War of 1812 backdrop, Olivia and Samuel are constantly being separated and reunited by increasingly more asinine circumstances as if the plot was constructed by romance madlibs. Spunky redhead orphan heroine? Check. Spy hero? Check. Villainous guardian? Check. Evil wife? Check. Mystical survivalist mountain man? Check. Secret baby? Check. The world only needs one Johanna Lindsey, Shirl!<br /><br />The exploration of Native American tribes roles during the War of 1812 is interesting and accurate, but occasional passages read like they were cribbed from the encyclopedia. I'd hate to she Henke become the <a href="http://www.newsweek.com/id/94543">next Cassie Edwards</a>. The romance, on the other hand, is trite and barely worth recapping.</span><span style="font-size:+0;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>Lucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7368573201669246754.post-41663426859247258842008-06-13T15:26:00.006-04:002009-01-22T01:18:51.358-05:00The Bride Hunt<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAY5dCIJzvOA2iAqnBlGFXJk3gGTbMGruVZ1FkB8VxMU4RW1qnCwSLTMWSSv8wc5AvH_1TdiFuoOCMA990wwvJs3jV7JItayQWlmxO6tHEAUx0vclEpqfstTmPtKRlfl9P1sONzpdsL8ll/s1600-h/feather.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211449908997287090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 71px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 116px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAY5dCIJzvOA2iAqnBlGFXJk3gGTbMGruVZ1FkB8VxMU4RW1qnCwSLTMWSSv8wc5AvH_1TdiFuoOCMA990wwvJs3jV7JItayQWlmxO6tHEAUx0vclEpqfstTmPtKRlfl9P1sONzpdsL8ll/s200/feather.jpg" border="0" /></a>Title: <span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">The Bride Hunt</span> (2004)<br />Author: Jane Feather (Bantam)<br />Period: European Historical-Edwardian (1906 England)<br />Grade: C-<br /><br /><div align="justify"><em>The Bride Hunt</em> is a romance in the vaguest sense. It is the romance of a deep love and affection between three society sisters. The alleged romance between the hero and heroine is considerably less interesting and less believable.<br /><br />Prudence's story is the middle book in Feather's bride series about three misses of reduced circumstances. I've had it up to my ears with financially irresponsible and neglectful ton parents whose family's are kept afloat by resourceful children. The Duncan sisters publish a suffragette newsletter/scandal sheet and extort "charitable contributions" for matchmaking services because their father refuses to economize. The sisters actively hide the truth of their family finances from their detached father. I don't, as a rule, enjoy plots that operate on the basis that true affection is reflected in how much or how long you are willing to deceive someone you love rather than have an honest conversation.<br /><br />When the sisters' publication is sued for libel they seek the defense services of divorced barrister/single father Gideon Malvern. He has no interest in defending a woman's magazine against what he feels are valid charges, but feels an attraction to the dowdy and circumspect Prudence. The financially strapped sisters offer to use their matchmaking skills as payment but Gideon is instead hoping to get Pru into bed. They become lovers, they quarrel over his ex-wife, they solve the secret of libel suit, the sisters are acquitted, father learns the truth and we get the HEA. The romance and the sensuality are pretty bland by Feather's standards.<br /><br /><em>The Bride Hunt</em> spends so much time with the sisters, their relationship, and the libel plot the romance is almost ancillary. Also, I'm not a lawyer. I don't even play one on TV. But a magistrate allows a witness to testify in court veiled and with out revealing her real name? How could they plaintiff’s barrister preformed pre-trail depositions or prepared proper questioning? Shouldn't a romance with a legal setting know a bit about courtroom procedures? Maybe the American legal system has less in common with English common law than my college professors led me to believe. </div>Lucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7368573201669246754.post-82339125942407914812008-06-05T12:22:00.010-04:002009-01-22T01:23:01.439-05:00To Love a Princess<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRbYRV4wQC2kzQA8ZOTkvna7Ye1xq-NTktkogZlF0P81wajC1f91nbBRwXyObP3snBo0Epy00dmxRV0v22vmYE6EhhlHl-4xSZh8aDj1Cq3JVB-vlZdbOAG1IsOw9BLNfXYeXdS8H0dKIw/s1600-h/grasso.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208433642098241090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 109px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 109px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRbYRV4wQC2kzQA8ZOTkvna7Ye1xq-NTktkogZlF0P81wajC1f91nbBRwXyObP3snBo0Epy00dmxRV0v22vmYE6EhhlHl-4xSZh8aDj1Cq3JVB-vlZdbOAG1IsOw9BLNfXYeXdS8H0dKIw/s200/grasso.jpg" border="0" /></a>Title: <span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">To Love a Princess</span><br />Author: Patricia Grasso<br />Period: European Historical-Victorian (1820 England)<br />Grade: D<br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="font-family:Georgia;">To Love a Princess</span></i><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> is a shitty<a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0101414/"> <i>Beauty and Beast</i></a> knock-off. <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Beast-Romantic-Treasure-Judith-Ivory/dp/0380786443">Judith Ivory's Beas</a>t this ain't. I'm sort of embarrassed that I finished this book. On the other hand, if I hadn't finished it, I'd have missed the sucktatstic conclusion. In keeping with the Disney theme, Grasso clearly did the bulk of her research on Russian nobility by watching the Disney version of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anastasia_%281997_film%29"><i>Anastasia</i></a>.<br /><br />Princess Amber (could be worse, could have been <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /><st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Madison</st1:place></st1:city>), the illegitimate daughter of the Czar, has fled the home of her evil guardian who plots to sell her into a white-slavery breeding operation. Sure. She travels alone across Europe to <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">England</st1:place></st1:country-region> to seek refuge with her cousins. How did she finance this adventure? Why didn't her evil guardian pursue her until after she was safely in <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">England</st1:place></st1:country-region>? If you ask any of these questions you are smarter than the characters in this book. Also, when the hero learns of the guardians plot he thinks it is ludicrous because slavery is unheard of in England. Even though slavery doesn't end in England for another decade and half. Grasso must not own an encyclopedia!<br /><br />Miles, Earl of Stratford, was widowed and disfigured in a deadly house fire. His business partner, Amber's cousin, suggest Miles needs a wife and Amber needs a husband to protect her from the evil guardian. The Earl allows her to be his house guest (unchaperoned!) but does not offer to marry her. This is a-okay with her allegedly overprotective cousins. Miles still grieves for his wife and believes no woman would want a scared husband so he is chock full of Beta hero issues. He comes to care for Amber, but rather than offer her marriage he offers her a degrading proposition. Which she accepts for no damn reason. She is a beautiful princess with connection in both <st1:country-region st="on">England</st1:country-region> and <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">Russia</st1:place></st1:country-region>. Why can't she enter society and find herself another husband? Why does she put up with his shitty behavior? He spends a lot of time insulting her for daring to intrude on his late wife's memory. Hey it isn’t like he invited her to stay at his home! They eventually marry. I get why Amber feels she needs a husband. I don’t get why she needs <span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">this</span> husband.<br /><br />Amber is also a junior <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Miss-Marple-Complete-Short-Stories/dp/0006499627/ref=pd_bbs_sr_3?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1212684790&sr=1-3">Miss Marple</a> who solves the mystery of the suspicious fire/murder in mere chapter. Thankfully the culprit set the fire with monogrammed lighter. Only your stupider romance villains do that. Amber is your typical romance heroine who is sweeter, smarter, and prettier than any woman the hero is ever known. Miles keeps his love a secret well after she has admitted her love because all good Beta heroes have to brood through at least 3/4ths of the book.<br /><br />The pinnacle of the <i>To Love a Princess</i> comes when Amber disappears and Miles believes she has chosen to leave him. He ignores all evidence to the contrary and refuses to even search for his missing wife. Her cousin is forced to save the princess while Miles broods and feels guilty. He takes some very drastic steps in her short absence. The repercussions should be important to the plot and healing their relationship in a good romance. <i>To Love a Princess</i>, however, is a bad romance so Amber forgives him almost instantly without any serious discussions. How totally not romantic!</span><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:11;"><?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p></o:p></span></p>Lucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7368573201669246754.post-82559504805749922542008-06-04T14:38:00.006-04:002008-12-09T12:59:45.439-05:00The Mistress<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigKr6gy5GPwF0pQPNi-1_ua42CsU0K5n3yM-65ixc0I2nxFpp_lFY6iAx34nwq__1tOndtjngZfosAlYorUDKFyEgYmjEHwi0SWN4fkpIEeuKg52rwsny7b3bvHYFj3tq0O7e6QVFAWioK/s1600-h/wiggs.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 70px; height: 120px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigKr6gy5GPwF0pQPNi-1_ua42CsU0K5n3yM-65ixc0I2nxFpp_lFY6iAx34nwq__1tOndtjngZfosAlYorUDKFyEgYmjEHwi0SWN4fkpIEeuKg52rwsny7b3bvHYFj3tq0O7e6QVFAWioK/s200/wiggs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208098042769705938" border="0" /></a>Title: <span style="font-style: italic;">The Mistress</span> (2000)<br />Author: Susan Wiggs (Mira)<br />Period: American-Victorian (1871-2 Chicago)<br />Grade: B<br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:11;" ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:11;" >I always forget about Susan Wiggs. I feel like her contemporaries are better known, but her historicals are always consistently good. Yet, I never include her in my list of "must-read" authors. Maybe it is that her books are plot/storytelling driven rather than character driven. In a character-based genre like romance that can make it harder to personally connect with books, and by extension, the author.<br /><br /><i>The Mistress</i> is one book in a trilogy set amid the Great Chicago Fire. Why she chose the title still confuses me. Kathleen O'Leary (the daughter of the famous Mrs. O'Leary) works as lady's maid for an elite <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Chicago</st1:place></st1:city> family's daughter. She has accompanied her employer to her finishing school where Kathleen, obsessed with wealth and privilege, has learned to imitate the manners and diction of the students. The fateful night of the fire she, on a bet between two society misses, attend a ball ala Cinderella. Kathleen so convinces everyone of her place in society that she captures the eye of Dylan Kennedy, a much-desired wealthy bachelor. Does this charade make Kathleen <span style="font-style: italic;">The Mistress</span>?<br /><br />When the fire spreads across the city the young couples flees for their lives. They marry in a spur of the moment ceremony believing they are about to die. When Kathleen confesses she is only a lady's maid Dylan reveals that he is frequently married con man who was attempting to beguile a fortune from a wealthy family when he wed her. His plans thwarted he attempts to abandon her. Repeatedly. Is Kathleen <span style="font-style: italic;">the Mistress</span> because Dylan tries to reject their marriage? Kathleen stubbornly refuses to accept that his feeling for her aren't real. Her relationship with Dylan, and her family, reflects her growth from a young girl interested in aping the elites to a woman who learns the importance of love.<br /><br />She is a bit too relentless and cheerful in her insistence they are truly wed. But Dylan isn't presented as a straight villain, but rather as a man with no family or resources who doesn't want to tie a good and generous young woman like Kathleen to his rootless criminal life. The bulk of the book takes place over only a few days, but the reader can feel the metamorphosis in Dylan as he comes to care about someone more than his own survival. Scenes with Kathleen's family (and the cow) are well-done with out resulting in the saccharine schmaltz that most author use to write about happy families or children.<br /><br />The HEA, a necessity for all romance novels, takes too long to develop both in text and timeline. Dylan fear of love and his refusal to accept his marriage to Kathleen is a central crisis of the book, yet it seems to resolve itself in an abrupt and lazy fashion. He almost comes around by accident. <span style="font-style: italic;">The Mistress</span> doesn't feel complete even though it pushes 400 pages! A great historical novel, but only a good romantic one.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><o:p></o:p></span></p>Lucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7368573201669246754.post-59112025159588551062008-06-02T11:02:00.004-04:002008-12-09T12:59:46.166-05:00The Pleasure of Her Kiss<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUTNgQYxpQPj4KZ3Mb5opEPlVloZHcae8TwTcTKcPYMfM0BGxvsySG1edvv-U0NzC9EiCs8EtoqLnFrnLihDWzxv3fR2VS4cxjtqiBDdZZkH-QAwRNaCAVm3a0eieNwcAa6wXpx3VJSS7p/s1600-h/needham.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 69px; height: 110px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUTNgQYxpQPj4KZ3Mb5opEPlVloZHcae8TwTcTKcPYMfM0BGxvsySG1edvv-U0NzC9EiCs8EtoqLnFrnLihDWzxv3fR2VS4cxjtqiBDdZZkH-QAwRNaCAVm3a0eieNwcAa6wXpx3VJSS7p/s200/needham.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207299907594353026" border="0" /></a>Title: <span style="font-style: italic;">The Pleasure of Her Kiss</span> (2003)<br />Author: Linda Needham (Avon)<br />Period: European Historical-Victorian (1848 England)<br />Grade: D-<br /><br /><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">Gak! I usually complain about romances where the hero is required to save the heroine from her harebrained schemes ala "<a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0043208/">I Love Lucy</a>," but in <i>The Pleasure of Her Kiss</i> the hero chose to enable and encourage the heroine's harebrained schemes. This book is about ten different kinds of awful. It is the kind of romance where the author thinks she's flipping romance convention but instead her book is just as dull and trite as anything else on the romance mass market shelf.<br /><br />Jared, Earl of Hawksley, wed and abandoned Kathryn Trafford in <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">Egypt</st1:place></st1:country-region> moments after her father's death. The marriage was arranged to protect the heiress and her assets, but Kathryn was less than pleased about being sent to <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">England</st1:place></st1:country-region> and neglected by an absent husband. Jared, like all heroes in long-lost spouse romances, wants to settle into a life of domestic bliss with his wife and is shocked when she doesn't recognize him. There is a brief sub-plot of Jared posing as a visitor to the guest house she runs at his country estate rather than revealing his true identity. It is quite dopey and she soon figures him out which is pretty embarrassing when you consider Jared is a spy. Just not a good one.<br /><br />The crux of the novel, as is the case with most <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Needham</st1:place></st1:city>'s, is adopted children. Kathryn has taken in a large band of abandoned children and work-house urchins. Jared is opposed to having a ready made family of 20+ children and instead wants to find the children good homes. This is presented as cruel and self-centered with Jared unable to appreciate Kathryn's <a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/6474533.stm">Jolie-like</a> benevolence. What is wrong with wanting each child to have a good home with families that could give them individual attention? Where they wouldn't be raised in a class that permanently regards them as less than by strict conventions and norms?<i><br /><br />The Pleasure of Her Kiss</i> is set against the Irish famine and the grain embargo. Jared's latest mission is to uncover who is robbing and exporting grain stores to aid the Irish after the post-February rebellion embargo. Of course, amoebas can figure out this plot twist. Jared, in love with his wife, offers to financially support her Irish soup kitchens but that isn't good enough. She insists that she must continue to steal grain from the lords who support the embargo to "punish them" for their actions. In response, Jared suggests that he'll become a double agent and aid her in perpetrating her crimes! What the fuck? Is that supposed to be romantic? "Darling, let's get ourselves hung together! It isn't as if we have the responsibility of raising a brood of adopted children with no one else to care for them!"<br /><br />There isn't anything feminist or radical about the hero supporting the heroine's goals when her goals are asinine.</span><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:11;" ><o:p></o:p></span></p>Lucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7368573201669246754.post-65295400786679128852008-05-29T13:04:00.009-04:002008-12-09T12:59:46.797-05:00Lord of Desire<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiznHOeL16Mj1JJAfkEqMeyzwsNEzVH3xMSH2ksRHgOn-3gVok3W3WJ9EibY2zp8xQFg4ypeKk9YN50r1jvN0otOhKLj0ZTz66cZcYDQ5XSIStGZXTRDgQI0EX45mvhw5eN2qOgTIVRm8Ye/s1600-h/paula+quinn.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 103px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiznHOeL16Mj1JJAfkEqMeyzwsNEzVH3xMSH2ksRHgOn-3gVok3W3WJ9EibY2zp8xQFg4ypeKk9YN50r1jvN0otOhKLj0ZTz66cZcYDQ5XSIStGZXTRDgQI0EX45mvhw5eN2qOgTIVRm8Ye/s200/paula+quinn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205848862029556450" border="0" /></a>Title: <span style="font-style: italic;">Lord of Desire</span> (2005)<br />Author: Paula Quinn (Warner)<br />Period: Medieval-Norman Conquest (1065 England)<br />Grade: C<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Lord of Desire</span> is a romance rarity, an erotic bubblegum Medieval. Quinn has crafted two likeable enough leads but they are out of place in the setting. This isn't a wallpaper romance because it isn't that the setting is ignored. Instead, it is just misused to an almost comical level. The role of the match-making Fairy Godmother is played by William the Conqueror. For serious? The dialogue and idioms are so completely modern that it is laughable.<br /><br /></div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> Brynna Dumont's (why does a Saxon girl have a Norman/French last name?) father was defeated in battle by a Norman, Brand Risande. King Edward and Duke William of <st1:state st="on"><st1:place st="on">Normandy</st1:place></st1:state> orchestrate a marriage between the two that Brynna agrees to if only to ensure peace for her home and people. Brand, a close friend of William's, is much more reluctant to agree to the match. His former fiancé betrayed him with another and he refuses to ever love again. Brynna has the modern and cheerful attitude that she can not imagine a loveless marriage. She is certain she can make her husband love her. They are in lust from the start and she is almost instantly in love. The two build a good rapport and their chemistry is the highpoint of the book. Paula Quinn's books are billed as highly erotic romance novels, but here the sex scenes (while rampant) weren't that hot or risque by my standards.<br /><br />The entire novel seems one where love and lust are easily confused. Brand is a funny and charming hero, but his entire being revolves around loving (or more likely lusting) after his former fiancé. I think it is always a bad sign when the hero's friends, such as William, despise his former love while he remain ignorant of her character flaws. It paints the hero as a fool. It bugs and overshadows his good quality. That it continues for so long and to Brynna's determent makes it intolerable.<br /><br />Brynna, for her part, is an imperfect heroine. She does a lot of jumping to conclusions, storming away, and attempting to make Brand jealous. Luckily, she has the assistance of her friend William to patch up her marriage. Good thing he wasn't too busy with scheming to invade a nation and build an empire to fix the love life of a random Saxon girl. If the history and setting were not so completely abused, I'd rank this romance considerably higher because of Quinn's felicity with relationship development. </span><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:11;" ><o:p></o:p></span></p>Lucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7368573201669246754.post-87895650002420935472008-05-28T16:13:00.010-04:002009-01-22T01:36:37.267-05:00My Only Love<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5ieLJu8MWXohgo9gbLT_R2BsZshHMP2S-kiYAWYdg5vB8sKPAppxm9BxrAkzxSlu3iA82PxIZ-mMwwNA8EZPD05PcLgLLorn1teJmvdTE3ss2-r8QpJh1H0jT43o9eHlqwS5eN85OzOeZ/s1600-h/MyOnlyLoveKS.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205531889148144338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 69px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 116px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5ieLJu8MWXohgo9gbLT_R2BsZshHMP2S-kiYAWYdg5vB8sKPAppxm9BxrAkzxSlu3iA82PxIZ-mMwwNA8EZPD05PcLgLLorn1teJmvdTE3ss2-r8QpJh1H0jT43o9eHlqwS5eN85OzOeZ/s200/MyOnlyLoveKS.gif" border="0" /></a>Title: <span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">My Only Love</span> (1993)<br />Author: Katherine Sutcliffe (Jove)<br />Period: European Historical-Victorian (1863 England)<br />Grade: C+<br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">I enjoyed Sutcliffe's <i>A Fire in the Heart</i> and the supporting role of Miles, the bastard brother, so that I immediately bought his book, <i>My Only Love</i>. <span style="font-size:+0;"></span>It is an okay book. Slightly better than average, but lacks the depth of setting and plot of <i>A Fire in the Heart</i>.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">The big problem is <i>My Only Love</i> is A Big Secret romance. If the author going to make that Big Secret the basis for the primary conflict between the hero and heroine it shouldn't be so transparent that the reader can decipher it on page one. Literally! On the first page of novel Sutcliffe provides the clue that reveals the truth. Thus, the reader knows the Big Secret and is preconditioned to perceive the hero as a moron who couldn't find his own ass with two hands and a road map.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">I dig Miles so that kinda sucks. He is the (older) illegitimate brother of a Duke. He resents the social system that excludes him and denies him a title he believes should be his birthright. Perversely, he craves do be a respected member of the society that spurns him. He's profligate and a poor businessman. He's jealous and sensitive and cruel and charming. He is a fascinating hero with real flaws and human emotions. No cookie cutter alpha male here.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">The Earl of Devonshire solves Miles financial woes by offering his unconventional eldest daughter, Olivia, in marriage. Olivia is the mother to an illegitimate son and the Earl hopes to remove the stain of scandal from his household to improve the marriage chances of his beloved younger daughter. Olivia has secretly loved Miles for years even after his affair with her sister. Miles reluctantly accepts the offer despite his dream of a marrying a respectable woman who will help him gain the Ton's favor. Olivia, meanwhile, goes to tremendous lengths to protect a selfish and manipulative sister, an ignorant father, and her husband from The Big Secret. Olivia and her son eventually worm their way into Miles' icy heart for the HEA, but I was hoping for something less rote from Sutcliffe after <span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">A Fire in the Heart</span>.</span><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:11;"><?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p></o:p></span></p>Lucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7368573201669246754.post-26978841074514936932008-05-27T10:26:00.011-04:002009-01-22T01:43:44.199-05:00Filigree<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqpXdCM_sMmj6ir9XXkySXtfkvIphUkJQZi8EfGncFFeo4f6-bsbiw_HVKfd_C5gGPXf83W5oODF4dfdYpiXz27BCQX5yKR15xm4256X-7MHe1KPVK2LDYLF1CTIG5_JXeRpGp9EPQAocV/s1600-h/filigree.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205064064130394786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 69px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 117px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqpXdCM_sMmj6ir9XXkySXtfkvIphUkJQZi8EfGncFFeo4f6-bsbiw_HVKfd_C5gGPXf83W5oODF4dfdYpiXz27BCQX5yKR15xm4256X-7MHe1KPVK2LDYLF1CTIG5_JXeRpGp9EPQAocV/s200/filigree.jpg" border="0" /></a>Title: <span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Filigree </span>(1994)<br />Author: Debra Hamilton (Zebra)<br />Period: American-Colonial/Revolution (1774 Massachusetts)<br />Grade: F<br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">Lord. There is so much wrong with this book I don't know where to start. First, and most importantly, <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /><st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Hamilton</st1:place></st1:city> can't write. That some of this putrid sentence structure made it past an editor, even a Zebra editor, and into print is a wonder. The text is mostly narrative and prose with little dialogue to advance the plot or strengthen the romance. It is descriptive novel with some odd mystical/ethereal elements that seem to occur when your worse romance novelists write about Native American people (see Edwards, Cassie for further evidence). So the text it self is awkward and unreadable.<br /><br /></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:11;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Courtland Day is an officer in the King's army during the occupation of <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Boston</st1:place></st1:city>. He is sent by his superiors to spy on his hated step-father, a Sons of Liberty supporting colonist in the <st1:state st="on"><st1:place st="on">Massachusetts</st1:place></st1:state> countryside. On the way, he is injured and cared for by Chaynoa, a girl of native and Puritan ancestry. Chaynoa, and her slow brother, live in the woods and forage off the land because they have been driven from town by scandal. They live a feral existence. But why? They don't return to live with her father's people, they don't move to a large city to find work, they don't move on to another village where they won't be ostracized. They instead prefer to remain half starved, half frozen in the woods nearest a town that shuns them. What the hell?<br /><br />Chaynoa has also been a victim of sexual assault. Courtland, unlike most romance heroes, correctly interprets her skittish nature around men as a sign of her trauma. However, this doesn't stop him from attempting to pressure her into intimacy after they are married despite her fear. He's an insensitive lug. Additionally, Hamilton can't decide what the hero's background is shifting from a man raised in mean circumstance on a struggling English farm to a man of elite heritage who has never before seen a woman wield an ax. Courtland is a lousy spy and dickhead of a husband but Chaynoa, and the reader, are supposed to see him as a noble romantic hero?<br /><br />A colonial romance which flips the traditional American interpretation and offer an English hero and colonial villains is the nugget of an interesting plot. Unfortunately, <span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Filigree</span> is a piss-poor execution of everything else that makes for an interesting romance novel. The worst book I've read in ages.</span><?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p></o:p></span></p>Lucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7368573201669246754.post-48978741402506466702008-05-20T11:40:00.006-04:002008-12-09T12:59:54.469-05:00Where Dreams Begin<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwk8Zv-xVN1tsoV5zftmFKJBze22BSPFooVdVvpGB6PB7iV7pGcyJYQM56505EjXKHeeEJlJy2K5R4Cy1-5RmG5DQy5ozxfMIOGUlpvwzA-fowJDAI-a7Nva6Y3BEXk1pS-BuCrqQNzt8O/s1600-h/wheredreams200.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 73px; height: 119px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwk8Zv-xVN1tsoV5zftmFKJBze22BSPFooVdVvpGB6PB7iV7pGcyJYQM56505EjXKHeeEJlJy2K5R4Cy1-5RmG5DQy5ozxfMIOGUlpvwzA-fowJDAI-a7Nva6Y3BEXk1pS-BuCrqQNzt8O/s200/wheredreams200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202485613608103074" border="0" /></a>Title: <span style="font-style: italic;">Where Dreams Begin</span> (2000)<br />Author: Lisa Kleypas (Avon)<br />Period: European Historical-Victorian (1830 England)<br />Grade: C<br /><br /> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; letter-spacing: 0pt;">I'm not fair to Lisa Kleypas. I expect so much from her, what would be a good book by another author is only average by Kleypas standards. These are determents of being the Jane Austen of your generation. Sorry!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; letter-spacing: 0pt;"><o:p></o:p>In <i>Where Dreams Begin</i> she <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dreaming-You-Lisa-Kleypas/dp/038077352X/ref=pd_sim_b_img_4">returns</a> <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Because-Youre-Mine-Lisa-Kleypas/dp/0380781441/ref=pd_sim_b_img_8">to</a> <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Because-Youre-Mine-Lisa-Kleypas/dp/0380781441/ref=pd_sim_b_img_8">her</a> <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Secrets-Summer-Night-Wallflowers-Book/dp/0061259349/ref=pd_sim_b_img_8">wheelhouse</a> with a respectable (often noble) heroine and wealthy lower-class upstart hero. The widowed Lady Holly is ending her three years of morning for her beloved husband when she encounters Zachary Bronson. After a clandestined kiss, Zachary is smitten. He concocts a plan to hire Lady Holly to teach himself, and his marriageable sister, the minutiae of the ton. If you’ve read better Kleypas their romance feels predictable from start to finish.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; letter-spacing: 0pt;"><o:p></o:p>He is a likeable enough hero, but Holly is an enigma. Kleypas suggests that she accepts Zachary's offer because she has a hidden wild streak and secretly hopes to challenge convention, but the reader never sees that in action. If an author has to repeatedly tell you the character is brave or smart or unconventional, it is usually because she hasn't <i>shown</i> you the character to be so in the context of the plot. Rose, Holly's daughter, like all romance novel children is delightful and perfect in every way. Also, the subplot romance between the sister and Holly's cousin wasn't given enough room to grow. <i>Where Dreams Begin</i> wasn't a bad book, but certainly isn't one of Kleypas' better works.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:11;" ><o:p></o:p></span></p>Lucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7368573201669246754.post-63989037791800174022008-05-19T11:54:00.011-04:002009-01-22T01:49:12.150-05:00A Fire in the Heart<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijFsKiXxCHJBiPzmAwOLTNmqoIUty61dYJK2az3WCfVFsiJWBO0R1cNH592d83xsVALSb29ium6Fvb4nZka_wIuzJnTFr_1NwqcsXPFIZJQqTU-y7R8NgQGruDPb8XQFtvPqpJY9QqzfNe/s1600-h/fire+in+the+heart.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202118123321355378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijFsKiXxCHJBiPzmAwOLTNmqoIUty61dYJK2az3WCfVFsiJWBO0R1cNH592d83xsVALSb29ium6Fvb4nZka_wIuzJnTFr_1NwqcsXPFIZJQqTU-y7R8NgQGruDPb8XQFtvPqpJY9QqzfNe/s200/fire+in+the+heart.jpg" border="0" /></a>Title: <span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">A Fire in the Heart</span> (1990)<br />Author: Katherine Sutcliffe (Avon)<br />Period: European Historical-Victorian (1861 England)<br />Grade: B<br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="LETTER-SPACING: 0pt;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11;" >Another day, <a href="http://romancepicayune.blogspot.com/search/label/Author%3A%20%20Suzanne%20Robinson">another</a> <a href="http://romancepicayune.blogspot.com/2008/05/dangerous-man.html">positive</a> English Victorian review. <i>A Fire in the Heart</i> isn't quite epic, but it is certainly grander in scope than most historical romance. Sutcliffe, who when I previously read I was not a fan, has crafted a dark novel that embodies the poverty and hardship of the period. It isn't a perfect novel. The hero is Alpha to the extreme, there are some weird age of consent issues, and some of the research/wording is lax but that will only bother a rabid history buff (i.e. me). In some respects it reminds me of Samantha James' <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Gabriels-Bride-Samantha-James/dp/0380775476"><i>Gabriel's Bride</i></a> when a heroine from dire circumstances joins a noble family. It has many similar plot point but <i>A Fire in the Heart</i> has more texture of both character and setting.<?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="LETTER-SPACING: 0pt;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11;" ><br />Bonnie is an orphan fleeing horrid workhouse conditions. She finds refuge at <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /><st1:place st="on"><st1:placename st="on">Middleham</st1:placename> <st1:placetype st="on">Castle</st1:placetype></st1:place> where she is sheltered and nursed back to health. Damien, the Earl of Warwick (also his last name, boo!), plans to return her to the workhouse once her health returns. The two bicker constantly as a front for their growing attraction. Bonnie loathes the upper class and isn't suitable grateful to the Earl. Her anger and distrust aren't artificial plot contrivances, but the result of her traumatic life experience. Damien, meanwhile, is conflict about embracing the family heritage or returning to <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">America</st1:place></st1:country-region>. He was burned in love before and refuses to acknowledge his feeling for Bonnie until it is too late. Also, he believes her to be younger than her age. After they make love he is stunned to learn she is eighteen because he had assumed she was fourteen. I know age of consent was different in the past, but gross!<br /><br />She tells an enormous lie to preserve her safety that furthers his animosity. He is an Alphas-Alpha with much demanding and ordering and seducing abound. The novel then takes a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pygmalion_%28play%29"><i>Pygmalion</i></a> twist when Damien becomes her guardian and attempts to marry her off. Misadventure turns tragic and the two are separated. There is also the mystery of Bonnie's past and her father's murder that neither predictable, nor an encumbrance to the plot.<br /><br />Sutcliffe has done considerable research on the political entanglement of prosperous Englishmen and the American Confederacy. Damien isn't only a mill owner, but also a <st1:state st="on"><st1:place st="on">Mississippi</st1:place></st1:state> plantation owner. Yet he isn’t a slave owner, Damien is morally opposed to the institution and only employs free blacks on his plantation. Southern history and African-American history are particular interests of mine so perhaps I'm the only one to notice how ridiculous this plot point. <st1:state st="on"><st1:place st="on">Mississippi</st1:place></st1:state> has fewer free blacks than any Southern state, a mere 775 in the 1860 census. As the largest cotton plantations employed hundreds of slaves, that would mean almost every free black in the <st1:place st="on"><st1:placename st="on">Magnolia</st1:placename> <st1:placetype st="on">State</st1:placetype></st1:place> was in his employ! I know romance authors are terrified of making their characters slave owners because they fear it makes them unsympathetic, but abandoning historical accuracy to allow (the always white) hero and heroine to appear progressive just belittles the overall slave experience, IMO.<br /><br />Tangents on slavery in romance novels aside, it was a good historical and I've now moved on to her sequel, <a href="http://www.amazon.com/My-Only-Love-Katherine-Sutcliffe/dp/0515110744">My Only Love</a>.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>Lucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7368573201669246754.post-50086765485220710292008-05-14T16:20:00.008-04:002009-01-22T21:03:24.706-05:00The Rose of Blacksword<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRQy65k8-0pkhAM1BBSQvRhoNQfEyV-keLwcl0Fca8JisREaUYCJ0wYO-FszgYVJFSNWQ1V-OloSU4qF95qQ-wTU7ZQ9Z-j9QqoFHTc6kyaxXYnCi7Q1umTljU4lokohIkxfkBZ1-nVcgm/s1600-h/becnel.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200331300962102242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 95px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 104px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRQy65k8-0pkhAM1BBSQvRhoNQfEyV-keLwcl0Fca8JisREaUYCJ0wYO-FszgYVJFSNWQ1V-OloSU4qF95qQ-wTU7ZQ9Z-j9QqoFHTc6kyaxXYnCi7Q1umTljU4lokohIkxfkBZ1-nVcgm/s200/becnel.jpg" border="0" /></a>Title: <span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">The Rose of Blacksword</span> (1992)<br />Author: Rexanne Becnel (Dell)<br />Period: Medieval (1156 England)<br />Grade: C-<br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">I read this book two days ago. And if it wasn't sitting in front of me I couldn't remember the heros name to save my life.<br /><br />Rexanne Becnel's medievals are usually excellent. <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Maiden-Bride-Rexanne-Becnel/dp/0312959788"><i>Maiden Bride</i></a> is on my <a href="http://www.librarything.com/catalog.php?view=lucymaude&deepsearch=library+top+20">top 20</a> all-time favorite list. Her books can be dark and smart and are loaded with sweeping melodrama. <i>The Rose of Blacksword</i> is just boring. It isn't actively bad. It just is.<br /><br />Lady Rosalynde is waylaid by bandit on her way home. After a series of misadventures to find aid for herself and an injured servant boy, Rose handfasts herself to an about-to-hang convict who refuses to divulge anything about his background. Rose hopes that once the handfast period of a year and a day expires she can forget about Blacksword and go on with her life. However, when Blacksword a landless bastard knight learns he has been handfasted to the only heir to a wealthy and titled castle he refuses to go quietly. She treats him shabbily. He claims to love her but most of his emotions are located in his pants.<br /><br />She refuses to reveal the handfasting to her father. He forces Blacksword to become a servant as a mistaken punishment for saving her life. There is also the matter of why he was framed for hanging and a tournament to win her hand in marriage. The two mystery plots intersect with the villain being one and the same in both stories. A convenience that is usually only contrived by lazy authors. Becnel usually is not one.<br /><br /><?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p></o:p></span></p>Lucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7368573201669246754.post-73953867840357964702008-05-13T15:36:00.008-04:002008-12-09T12:59:55.173-05:00Family Man<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUIpX78SmOq2BXAzFYCwRkOA9G-nZIn-LdXTVEwLIkE3W0KXKj6Tke_aIg5NODAhWJdneqm-usVcys3jPzwOWziA50tjhUl-093jecPXFL6pXmIoZaIYiU9IAXhuF6PqRTf8Uc3Q5C7MuQ/s1600-h/family.gif"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 69px; height: 107px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUIpX78SmOq2BXAzFYCwRkOA9G-nZIn-LdXTVEwLIkE3W0KXKj6Tke_aIg5NODAhWJdneqm-usVcys3jPzwOWziA50tjhUl-093jecPXFL6pXmIoZaIYiU9IAXhuF6PqRTf8Uc3Q5C7MuQ/s200/family.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199948688095505346" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:georgia;">Title: <span style="font-style: italic;">Family Man</span> (1992)<br />Author: Jayne Ann Krentz (Pocket)<br />Period: Contemporary (Washington State)<br />Grade: D<br /><br /></span> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">The very nice woman who owns two of the local used bookstores always recommends contemporaries to me. She even gave me a free copy of <i>Family Man</i> in an effort to convert me to the genre. She is such a nice woman and has such great stores, I hoped that I'd love the book, my life long loathing of contemporaries would evaporate, and I wouldn't have to lie to the nice bookstore lady. No dice.</span><br /></div><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">Why are contemporaries more old-fashioned than historicals? </span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> Few "contemporary romances" feel modern or realistic.</span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> </span><span style="font-family:Georgia;">It is like they're all set in some weird <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0120789/">Pleasantville</a> type 1950s netherworld that I can't identify. The woman all have a virginal naiveté that is out-dated, bizarre, and culturally inappropriate. Contemporary heroines are too often like Amy Adams in <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0461770/">Enchanted</a>. Our heroine, Katy, is supposed to come of as charming, but instead she seems like she's trapped in a time warp. She has been raising her brother since she was 19 but she doesn't know how to talk to him. She seems to think making homemade dinners equals good parenting. And if Krentz believes real teenagers talk like Katy's 17 year old brother she must be getting her "research" from episodes of <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0051267/">Donna Reed</a>. Of course, she's never had an orgasm until the hero comes along. She must be handless.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Georgia;">Those that are not of the Christian/baby variety only seem to have two settings, law enforcement (cops, private eyes, FBI agents) or high-powered corporations. The later is always the more entertaining option because romance novelists seem to have zero clue about what occurs in big business. The campy dialogue often reads like the business dealings on <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0081858/">Falcon Crest</a>. The company is always something "chick-friendly" like a fashion house, a vineyard, or a magazine.<o:p></o:p></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><i>Family Man</i>, no exception, is set in a restaurant empire. Katy, our heroine, is the personal assistant of the family matriarch, but appears more like a family-fixer. The company is struggling, but she is so sweet and chipper she's sure it is no one's fault. The lesson: women just aren't cut out for the big bad world of business. Delicate flowers that we are.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Georgia;">The whole gender dynamic of strong man protects stupid, defenseless woman occurs repeatedly as Luke knocks heads and fixes disasters on Katy's behalf. Business, family, sex. Luke and his Y-chromosome is here to save the day. It is creepy. Why a successful man would be attracted to a woman who can't tie her own shoes is a mystery. I can suspend disbelief with historicals because social mores existed that prevent women from asserting themselves. That demanded they limit their sphere to home and family.<span style=""> </span>And yet many historicals, including Krentz’s own, have smart, funny, and career minded women. I know feminist romance is an oxymoron, but contemporaries too often reflect <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phyllis_Schlafly">Phyllis Scafly's</a> view of womanhood and the world.</span><br /></div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Now I have to lie to the nice bookstore lady.<br /></p><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> <br /></div><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span>Lucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7368573201669246754.post-7364156603096466602008-05-12T14:08:00.010-04:002008-12-09T12:59:55.304-05:00A Stranger's Wife<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlNlexG0hDCwl99MlU2eOJ4wikPC8yw9QPUUwpnNg_pABQgPZ9brBeS-L3NrptpVJxugqq3MOJUBdMk4V6JxspCKKYfS5BKtqGfjLnduAWqvVYIdcMj8mNXfCnLEdhq-tRXo5cP6fC3Ayr/s1600-h/osborne.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 71px; height: 110px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlNlexG0hDCwl99MlU2eOJ4wikPC8yw9QPUUwpnNg_pABQgPZ9brBeS-L3NrptpVJxugqq3MOJUBdMk4V6JxspCKKYfS5BKtqGfjLnduAWqvVYIdcMj8mNXfCnLEdhq-tRXo5cP6fC3Ayr/s200/osborne.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199559920540773282" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:georgia;">Title: <span style="font-style: italic;">A Stranger's Wife</span> (1999)<br />Author: Maggie Osborne (Warner)<br />Period: American-Western (1875-6 AZ/Colorado Territories)<br />Grade: D+<br /><br /></span> <p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">That's it? Some of the review for <i>A Stranger's Wife</i> implied it was the best thing this side of <i>Flowers from the Storm</i>. It kinda sucked.<br /><br />Say you are running to become the first Governor of Colorado? And say your wife has "disappeared" after a house fire killed her child? What do you do? 'Cause I don't think even Karl Rove would have suggested searching women's prisons to find your wife's doppelganger and then blackmailing said doppelganger into masquerading as your missing wife until after the election. At which time you'll send her off to <st1:place st="on">Europe</st1:place> and create a cover story your wife "died". Scratch that. Machiavelli would have though that was over the top.<br /><br />If you can ignore the ridiculous premise (which I can't), Osborne offers an interesting and complex heroine. Lily is no virgin and no shrinking violet. She ran away from home with one man, took up with an outlaw, has an illegitimate daughter, and did time for murder. If she wasn't involved in a stupid, nonsensical plot with a vapid hero I could dig her. Quinn is a spineless and bland hero who allows himself to be cajoled by his political advisor into supporting policy (mining deregulation) and committing acts (see doppelganger convict wife) he knows to be immoral. He isn't present as a complex politician trying to make necessary compromises, he is a pawn.<br /><br />The how and why of Lily and Quinn's romance is pretty pointless. They are in lust from the start and strike a bargain to become lovers. After some pretty watered-down sex scenes they fall in love. That's it. I'd expect that sort of hash from a naive heroine, but Lily has been around the block. She spends the remainder of the novel selflessly hiding her love so as not to complicate their agreed upon parting and hamper his governor bid. That she falls for such a twit makes her less likeable.<br /><br />The subplot with the missing wife is so hackneyed it defies description and turns into a mini-gothic when Lily suspects that her lover is trying to kill her. Also, when Quinn sends for Lily's daughter he announces he was planned pass her off as his wife's niece. Even though his wife's life-long melancholy is, in-part, because of the childhood deaths of her siblings. </span><br /><br /><i>A Stranger's Wife</i> is one WTF? moment after another.</p>Lucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7368573201669246754.post-50960605840298869412008-05-05T11:16:00.006-04:002008-12-09T12:59:56.211-05:00A Dangerous Man<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAbW5D9wFu9Bb7dwBOgpvxb5znPkU9StG_9uki-sP6Udf6qz9rT1DOOt5o0-fpSMBnqrEDmgSWpISrXR7EQGXvITQx-Biou_iApVApYZcK2fI4TyeURfM5j2V470CNOlXsFOBau28dV5_1/s1600-h/connie.gif"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 59px; height: 106px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAbW5D9wFu9Bb7dwBOgpvxb5znPkU9StG_9uki-sP6Udf6qz9rT1DOOt5o0-fpSMBnqrEDmgSWpISrXR7EQGXvITQx-Biou_iApVApYZcK2fI4TyeURfM5j2V470CNOlXsFOBau28dV5_1/s200/connie.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196913173260646562" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:georgia;">Title: <span style="font-style: italic;">A Dangerous Man</span> (1996)<br />Author: Connie Brockway (Dell)<br />Period: European Historical-Victorian (1878 England)<br />Grade: B+<br /></span><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">I'm a sucker for a great cover. And by great I mean old-school bodice rippers cover. The trend of flowers and rainbow covers imply that we should be ashamed of reading romance novels. I wasn't wild about Connie Brockway the first time I read her but I couldn't resist this cover. Happily, I was not disappointed the second time around.<br /></div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><br />American Mercy Coltrane has come to <st1:place st="on"><st1:country-region st="on">England</st1:country-region></st1:place> to find her missing younger brother. She hopes to enlist the help of an English gunslinger who once worked for her father's ranch & shot her. However, Hart Moreland was living a double-life in <st1:state st="on"><st1:place st="on">Texas</st1:place></st1:state> because he is an earl attempting to hide from his unsavory past. Mercy appears at a house party where Hart is trying to arrange the marriage of his youngest sister to a duke. Desperate, Mercy blackmails him into assisting her locate her brother.<br /><br />A Victorian, <i>A Dangerous Man</i>, highlights the seamy underside of <st1:place st="on"><st1:city st="on">London</st1:city></st1:place> most Regencies ignore. The brother's opium addiction is painted in descriptive and grim detail. Most importantly, Mercy and Hart aren't perfect people. They make mistakes. They hurt each other. They say the wrong thing at the wrong time. But they don't behave like children. They are two adults who (slowly) fall in love with someone who is the exact opposite of who they imagined they'd love. It is a gradual feeling out process, but the tension never seem forced nor the characters stupid.<br /><br />Good show, Connie! I'm now on the lookout for earlier Brockways.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span>Lucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7368573201669246754.post-55193099931706572872008-04-22T11:03:00.009-04:002008-12-09T12:59:56.476-05:00Devil's Prize<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNIrOZC0v7dAu_h_7G9rf7DUULYDiLHzSwfBPLG0cKuQUlpdAF26Yx9k4CZGBbS6TV72-pYdDzIvi00bhyphenhyphen3_mjzJwIa6SQe3kKAeIqnhbIXEyD6rKbanSO9nttpExQrkAjq32QFmxeLk3k/s1600-h/devil.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNIrOZC0v7dAu_h_7G9rf7DUULYDiLHzSwfBPLG0cKuQUlpdAF26Yx9k4CZGBbS6TV72-pYdDzIvi00bhyphenhyphen3_mjzJwIa6SQe3kKAeIqnhbIXEyD6rKbanSO9nttpExQrkAjq32QFmxeLk3k/s200/devil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192085720214255762" border="0" /></a>Title: <span style="font-style: italic;">Devil's Prize</span> (1995)<br />Author: Kat Martin (St. Martin's)<br />Period: European Historical-Georgian (1809 England/France)<br />Grade: C-<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Kat Martin has long been one of my favorites. Her European Historicals have a gritty texture that is usually missing from most of the Regency ballroom fare. <span style="font-style: italic;">Devil's Prize</span> had the darkness one expects from Kat Martin, but with cardboard cutout characters.<br /><br />Damien (his title and his last name incorrectly the same) has decided to exact revenge upon the woman his younger half brother loved and killed himself over. He will make her fall in love with him and then ruin her. The plan works quickly and Alexa is soon on her way to ruin. Circumstances force them to marry, but Damien quickly discovers that Alexa is not the manipulative socialite he anticipated. She has been suffering with the guilt of her friend Peter's death. The two work towards a good marriage despite it not beginning on good footing. Had this been a book about two people working out personal conflict and grief it could have been well done.<br /><br />Instead, Martin offers a spy plot involving the Napoleonic War. Damien is a double agent who's cover is only partially unveiled when Alexa overhears his plotting with the French. Rather than confront her husband, she turns him in to English authorities. Only one person in the English military knows Damien is a double agent so disaster unfolds. The two wind up escaping to <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">France</st1:place></st1:country-region> where Alexa spends the bulk of the book jumping to conclusions based on jealousy and a failure to have conversations. She almost gets them both killed on several occasions because she fails to believe him or trusts the wrong person over him. Damien is not a perfect hero, but he is certainly smarter and more committed to an open and honest relationship than she.<br /><br /><span style="font-family:Georgia;">An interesting non-Regency European setting is spoiled by a dreadful plot and a dim, impulsive heroine.<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div>Lucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7368573201669246754.post-88953149365243622022008-04-22T09:59:00.008-04:002008-12-09T12:59:56.594-05:00Lily<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjkJzvxDf_mllHfWoqs6tbXaBcjkv9tJ_b42KLF0dYzGo1nBQJwDzoAupLTi9LGcjBMCcyYOc2MNCgiE2To5YlqXmElLiffc6-R4sujK_Yj9OD1M9mgqf-UuXgmCW2goF8mpPVlkFLkI5g/s1600-h/royal.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjkJzvxDf_mllHfWoqs6tbXaBcjkv9tJ_b42KLF0dYzGo1nBQJwDzoAupLTi9LGcjBMCcyYOc2MNCgiE2To5YlqXmElLiffc6-R4sujK_Yj9OD1M9mgqf-UuXgmCW2goF8mpPVlkFLkI5g/s200/royal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192069150230427746" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Title: <span style="font-style: italic;">Lily</span> (2003)<br />Author: Lauren Royal (Signet)<br />Period: European Historical-Restoration (1677 England)<br />Grade: F<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="letter-spacing: -0.25pt;font-family:Georgia;font-size:10;" >Holy Shit! Some one wrote romance novel with Snow White as the heroine. Lauren Royal should watch her back because I understand those Disney intellectual property claims are a real bitch.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="letter-spacing: -0.25pt;font-family:Georgia;font-size:10;" >Lord Rand Nesbitt is an <st1:place st="on"><st1:city st="on">Oxford</st1:city></st1:place> scholar, disowned second son, and jogging enthusiast. <i>During the Restoration!</i> He has for four years been smitten with his friend's young sister-in-law, Lily. The two are asked to serve as godparents to the friend and sister's twins and meet again at a christening/extended visit. <st1:place st="on">Rand</st1:place> is attracted to Lily and pleased to see she is no longer a child, but he has no desire to marry. Which he proceeds to tell his best friend and her brother-in-law. Surprisingly, this doesn't get him punched in the face.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="letter-spacing: -0.25pt;font-family:Georgia;font-size:10;" >Lily is basically Snow White crossed with a doormat. She loves animals. Every fox and bird in the forest obeys her commands. Her dream is to open an animal rescue. <i>During the Restoration! </i> Lily is interested in <st1:place st="on">Rand</st1:place>, but her scheming older sister, Rose has also set her cap for him. Lily, in true doormat fashion, allows her sister to bully her into promising not to pursue <st1:place st="on">Rand</st1:place>. Lily agrees despite it being obvious to everyone in the house that he is smitten with Lily. Rose continues to throw herself at him, but eventually <st1:place st="on">Rand</st1:place> forces Lily to accept his proposal.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="letter-spacing: -0.25pt;font-family:Georgia;font-size:10;" >It appears there problems are solved early in the novel, but au contraire! To avoid scandal <st1:place st="on">Rand</st1:place> must break his engagement to Lily and take up with pregnant and unmarried friend to thwart his evil family. The plot takes other stupid side trips as well. I eventually could take no more and quit the field around page 200. Perhaps, <st1:place st="on">Rand</st1:place> was able to save the day by inventing an airplane or a telephone. <i>During the Restoration!</i> That would have been about on par for this dreck.</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span>Lucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7368573201669246754.post-2036383940022274052008-04-20T20:03:00.005-04:002008-12-09T12:59:56.711-05:00Hers Forever<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIJWvRE2QsV_DENVi1cSDRn_vwkj55wQz7uAadiBOKaNG8h_4NbovA18Y2kcpARHKGGAhlM1U2UmVhwpfJg44uSSSRnaI4lB_iV3uw6aIPkjr4C89s6STSINjV_fxcMeR6VkR7kR-IfXIn/s1600-h/wendy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 60px; height: 94px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIJWvRE2QsV_DENVi1cSDRn_vwkj55wQz7uAadiBOKaNG8h_4NbovA18Y2kcpARHKGGAhlM1U2UmVhwpfJg44uSSSRnaI4lB_iV3uw6aIPkjr4C89s6STSINjV_fxcMeR6VkR7kR-IfXIn/s200/wendy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192068707848796242" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Title: <em>Hers Forever</em> (1995)<br />Author: Wendy Garrett (Zebra)<br />Period: American-Jacksonian (1847 St. Louis)<br />Grade: D-<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><em>Hers Forever</em> represents two things that used to be true about romances. Riverboat romances set along the Mississippi once held a place along side Native American and Antebellum/Civil War locales as the most common in the American genre. Also, romances novels used to have plots that resembled entire season of </span></span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Melrose-Place-Complete-First-Season/dp/B000H7JCGE"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >Melrose Place</span></a><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" > complete with amnesia, kidnappings, secret babies, and spouses back from the dead. Melodrama can be sweetly sentimental or hilarious campy. <em>Hers Forever</em> is neither of those. It is a giant cliché sandwich with a healthy side of trite.</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >Cari Fremont's late husband and brother-in-law have used her as a pawn in their (unexplained) power plays against each other. After her husband and son's (alleged) deaths her evil brother-in-law is determined to make her his mistress. Cari thwarts his plan by becoming the mistress to his arch business rival, Dominic Saxton. The brother-in-law schemes, an annoyingly plucky orphan girl is adopted, people rise from the dead, and it all ends happily in the end. At least it would if the reader gave a rat's ass about any of these people or their tired, predictable romance.</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >Yawn.</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><em> </em></span><br /></div>Lucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7368573201669246754.post-14014759984221789772008-04-08T12:49:00.005-04:002008-12-09T12:59:56.895-05:00Lady Hellfire<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy7MCG6CE0yh8e7yR5mR1cjggoYUqMvFo27UeShjGu-ywyNe1G8O6hvrKJNZgex8-l2E8N7Wt-BVtBXOXDJLoci5zTExN8sftH6_wO4QlrRa0fc7an33GsoZZTYV9pS74zB-shBpMTb2qi/s1600-h/lady+hellfire.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 89px; height: 89px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy7MCG6CE0yh8e7yR5mR1cjggoYUqMvFo27UeShjGu-ywyNe1G8O6hvrKJNZgex8-l2E8N7Wt-BVtBXOXDJLoci5zTExN8sftH6_wO4QlrRa0fc7an33GsoZZTYV9pS74zB-shBpMTb2qi/s200/lady+hellfire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186917714515925474" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Title: <span style="font-style: italic;">Lady Hellfire</span> (1992)<br />Author: Suzanne Robinson (Bantam)<br />Period: European Historical-Victorian (1854 England)<br />Grade: B+<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span> <p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="font-family:Georgia;">Lady Hellfire</span></i><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> is a very good fish out of water European Historical. I love stories about brash Americans finding love and adventure in the stuffy Ton. The Victorian historical elements are strong, particularly when Robinson explores restricting female fashion with the growing popularity of bustles and crinolette.<br /><br />Kate is a true bluestocking. She is a fanatical reader, as well as being responsible for her maintaining her family's fortune after her father's death. She is outspoken and informal with little regard for the conventions and hierarchy of British society. I adore Kate. She has agreed to take her English mother on a trans-Atlantic visit to lift her spirits after her father's death. Her forthright manner and unconventional beauty made her open to ridicule from her cousin's neighbor the Marquees of Richfield on her previous trip to <st1:place st="on"><st1:country-region st="on">England</st1:country-region></st1:place>.<span style=""> </span>Alex, the Marquees, is complex hero. He was a war hero in the <st1:place st="on">Crimea</st1:place> and he feels tremendous loyalty to the wounded veterans he cares for at his Estate. After his father's death, he was raised by his despicable mother and his sermonizing women-hating uncle. He suspects most unmarried women of trying to catch him in marriage for his wealth and title. Alex has issues. <o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">When he and Kate are caught in a compromising position they announce a fake betrothal to save face. He attempts to educate Kate as how she can be more "ladylike" (i.e. boring) during their engagement. Kate, young and in love, goes along with the plan hoping to win his affections. She later realizes that Alex isn't worth losing herself. Happily, in reverse My Fair Lady fashion, he understands that he's rather have Kate as she is. The mysterious deaths around the castle (!) protract there HEA and the reader isn’t automatically certain of the murder.<br /><br /><i>Lady Hellfire</i> isn't a perfect romance. Kate falls victim to a romance heroine's traits of crying and running away. She is conveniently in position to overhear just enough to create a Big Misunderstanding, but not long enough to understand what is really afoot. The villains are cut a bit too black. And one wonders when Alex will stand-up to his crazy family not just for Kate, but for himself. Very nice work with strong character development and excellent historical detail. I'll look for more Suzanne Robinson in the future.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <span style="font-family:georgia;"></span>Lucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7368573201669246754.post-25727559675462912442008-04-07T14:58:00.006-04:002008-12-09T12:59:57.107-05:00The Perfect Lover<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxnWvtU5nzRTN-WFF5RCHTfJH4oSi-hsaxOKOZHzfIhCIDwHeIelpw64-wP2kDDHvrYY_qAzsXSPlvMLOaR6TANr4H_T1gHyZpJV_8jmA8A5IZ7mtY64GHXy2NRHeqdHUgtZU-UgDKURYA/s1600-h/perfect+sl.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxnWvtU5nzRTN-WFF5RCHTfJH4oSi-hsaxOKOZHzfIhCIDwHeIelpw64-wP2kDDHvrYY_qAzsXSPlvMLOaR6TANr4H_T1gHyZpJV_8jmA8A5IZ7mtY64GHXy2NRHeqdHUgtZU-UgDKURYA/s200/perfect+sl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186579829438749138" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:georgia;">Title: <span style="font-style: italic;">The Perfect Lover </span>(2003)<br />Author: Stephanie Laurens (Avon)<br />Period: European Historical-Victorian (1835 England)<br />Grade: C<br /><br /></span> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">My new historical romance pet peeve is author's who write suspense/mystery novels marketed as romance. To be fair, I'm sure the fault lies with <st1:place st="on">Avon</st1:place> rather than Laurens.<br /><br />The romance, minimal as it is, occurs between Simon (a Cynster) and his brother-in-law's sister, Portia Ashford. For Laurens, and one presumes her readers, being a Cynster is a personality trait in and of itself. The reader is to presume Simon is all things brave, virile, honorable, and wise. They both claim a long standing dislike. Laurens writes as if every reader has committed <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Wicked-Dawn-Cynster-Novels/dp/0060002050/ref=pd_sim_b_img_1"><i>On a Wicked Dawn</i></a> and its record of Simon and Portia's relationship to memory. One of the weaknesses with romance plot is the author continues to reference the conflict between the hero and heroine. Despite that as soon as we meet them in T<i>he Perfect Lover</i> they are practically simpatico. They've conveniently both decided to embark on marriage hunts at the same time (and at the same house party) so one sees no real evidence they aren’t compatible.<br /><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><i>The Perfect Lover</i> is part of Laurens' Cynster series that like cockroaches and Rasputin just won't die. The success of this series in particular is, in my opinion, the cause of the explosion of familial romance series we see today. I'm not sure if that is an accolade or a rebuke. The book takes place at country house party with a lengthy and monotonous cast of Ton characters that would do the <i>Illiad</i> proud. The vast majority of these tertiarry characters are superfluous. Most have no role in the central plot whatsoever. There is a lot of tea drinking and escorting ladies to dinner, so only a handful of characters serve to advance the plot. Meanwhile, the eventual murder victim is so loathsome that one is left wishing all the guests conspired to do her in <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Murder-Orient-Express-Hercule-Mysteries/dp/0425200450/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1207596459&sr=1-1"><i>Murder on the Orient Express</i></a> style. Laurens offer vagaries about the hero and heroine's shared sense of justice that leads them to solve the murder. I couldn't muster any interest in the victim, the investigation, or the romance.</span><span style=""><o:p></o:p></span></p> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span>Lucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7368573201669246754.post-6371779791114751432008-03-31T12:02:00.007-04:002008-12-09T12:59:57.414-05:00Captive Rose<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4kSEyOAmAsNIT2yvBS7dmfU9GohT2b5d10lRKTA1Ug5putliAkAiHP66_XbSL32RaYa4dbaZw36ZUGH2sZ7GMhBiEFzImOgJVQE72-UcVq4_130tWaAhri3iCkgwZK9Y7xXA2dMDL9dXe/s1600-h/captive+rose.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4kSEyOAmAsNIT2yvBS7dmfU9GohT2b5d10lRKTA1Ug5putliAkAiHP66_XbSL32RaYa4dbaZw36ZUGH2sZ7GMhBiEFzImOgJVQE72-UcVq4_130tWaAhri3iCkgwZK9Y7xXA2dMDL9dXe/s200/captive+rose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183936891248384418" border="0" /></a> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:11;" >Title: <i>Captive Rose</i> (1991)<br />Author: Miriam Minger (Avon)<br />Period: Medieval (1272 Syria/England)<br />Grade: D+<br /><br />Reading<i> Captive Rose</i> I immediately noticed how much of the plot it shares with one of my all-time favorite romances, <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Pagan-Bride-Tamara-Leigh/dp/0553565354/ref=pd_sim_b_img_2">Tamara Leigh's <i>Pagan Bride</i></a>. Minger wrote her book four years earlier, but it is by far the weaker of the two. Her lyrical description of <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Damascus</st1:place></st1:city> is beautiful and offers great insight into the Islamic history of female physicians. However, her witless and uninteresting characters sink this romance.<br /><br />Leila, English by birth, has been raised in the harems and cultures of <st1:place st="on"><st1:city st="on">Damascus</st1:city></st1:place>. Her step-father purchased (and later married) her mother at a slave auction after her father death during a <st1:place st="on">Holy Land</st1:place> pilgrimage. Leila is engaged to her step-brother and has trained to be physician by her step-father. When assisting at the prison she encounters injured Crusader, Guy. Eve, Leila's mother, dupes him into abducting her daughter and returning her to <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">England</st1:place></st1:country-region> and the care of her older brother. The same brother who was Guy's former childhood friend and now is his mortal enemy.<br /><br />Leila is furious over being forced to leave the only world she's ever known. And in bad romance heroine fashion she attempts to escape and endangers herself repeatedly on the journey. Guy falls in love with her anyway and becomes a doormat for her poor behavior and temper tantrums. She drugs him. He rapes her. But he also buys her pretty clothes and likes poetry so he can't be all bad. Right ladies? They marry to thwart her brother’s evil schemes, but she still continues an ill-conceived plan to return to <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">Syria</st1:place></st1:country-region> despite having no funds and no escort. It is hard to believe someone as naive and dopey as Leila could be a physician in any era. On the historical romance heroine intelligence scale she falls somewhere between cocker spaniel and potted plant.<br /><br /><i>Captive Rose</i> is bad, but it is still the better of the two Minger's I've ever read. If this is her best effort I'll be avoiding her like the plague in the future.</span><span style="letter-spacing: 0pt;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11;" ><o:p></o:p></span></p> <a href="http://www.amazon.com/My-Runaway-Heart-Miriam-Minger/dp/0380783010"></a>Lucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7368573201669246754.post-52180658353949642762008-03-28T11:22:00.006-04:002008-12-09T12:59:57.538-05:00Song of the Willow<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIAneI1wdFcxa8DzG5hbDuJ0uXYpNFSY5_YQAWVySmynxFjuQnjeBzsjQLRHrxjFKGKYtCTIcKgEY59gxKShr6T6S9O30_YatHmhxYNmSqhQ0nwMShK7x54JwS6Cd8rllY7w9XVn9doVdz/s1600-h/song+of+the+willow.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIAneI1wdFcxa8DzG5hbDuJ0uXYpNFSY5_YQAWVySmynxFjuQnjeBzsjQLRHrxjFKGKYtCTIcKgEY59gxKShr6T6S9O30_YatHmhxYNmSqhQ0nwMShK7x54JwS6Cd8rllY7w9XVn9doVdz/s200/song+of+the+willow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182816454539942274" border="0" /></a> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:11;" >Title: <i>Song of the <st1:city st="on">Willow</st1:city></i> (1993)<br />Author: Charlotte McPherren (BMI)<br />Period: American-Western (1881 <st1:place st="on"><st1:placename st="on">Arizona</st1:placename> <st1:placetype st="on">Territory</st1:placetype></st1:place>)<br />Grade: B-<br /><br /><br />I've been in the romance doldrums for quite awhile now. I haven't read a great romance in so long that even an average romance looks good to me now. So I'm acknowledging that I'm grading on a curve here.<br /><br /><i>Song of the Willow</i> is pretty standard Old West fare that involves cattle rustling, a government agent hero from back east, and a tomboy heroine. Rider Sinclair masquerades as disrespectable Army officer/ranch foreman in an effort to uncover a robbery and smuggling ring. He's been ordered to infiltrate the Vaughn family's cattle rustling operation and its connection to the mysterious boss man. Rider's orders involve seducing Vaughn's beautiful, but unconventional daughter. Rider falls in love and marries <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Willow</st1:place></st1:city> in short order never telling her about his role with the government or his original seduction scheme.<br /><br /><st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Willow</st1:place></st1:city> herself is the book's saving grace. She is a smart and thoughtful young woman who has been raised more as a boy than a girl. She doesn't reject the norms and conventions of womanhood like so many central casting romance heroines; she just simply doesn't understand them. Miriam, a widowed boarding house owner and town busybody, takes <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Willow</st1:place></st1:city> under her wing and offers her instruction in dress and deportment. The strength of <i>Song of the Willow</i> is that she chooses to undergo the transformation for herself to increase her standing in the community, not to impress the hero. She is a smart heroine who doesn't take foolish or needless risks until the book unravels a bit at its conclusion.<br /><br />The book struggles when <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Willow</st1:place></st1:city> character metamorphoses from a smart and tough heroine to a typical space cadet who needs to be saved from disasters of her own making. The book also telegraphs that big reveal about the identity of the mysterious boss man. On the bright side, that the boss man shares his names with <a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/22544644/">that spastic nut from American Idol</a> gave me a chuckle.<i> Song of the Willow</i> is one of only two McPherren books in print, so sadly there will never be any resolution to the shotgun romance of <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Willow</st1:place></st1:city>'s brother and his Mexican lover. <span style="font-style: italic;">Song of the </span><st1:city style="font-style: italic;" st="on"><st1:place st="on">Willow</st1:place></st1:city> was an enjoyable read with a generally above average heroine. I’m on the look out for her other book, <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Love-Fortune-Charlotte-McPherren/dp/B000OUICJ2/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1206731977&sr=1-3">Love and Fortune</a>.</span><span style="letter-spacing: 0pt;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11;" ><o:p></o:p></span></p> <span style="font-family:georgia;"></span>Lucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7368573201669246754.post-29243001423397165002008-03-25T14:00:00.010-04:002008-12-09T12:59:57.674-05:00Dangerous<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_7unU46JT9pp7HRSEY4HOrVTxXD8BuufOtdwaWtQWLzfSP0KgILWEaV92fl-j9CtNSs7dVjficV1Sac-1yJlTq6uV2vOtT3HOYQFzUQCC_BCA-xAcN-KzbczGPM7gWOyKpU3mtEL7X1NG/s1600-h/dangerous.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_7unU46JT9pp7HRSEY4HOrVTxXD8BuufOtdwaWtQWLzfSP0KgILWEaV92fl-j9CtNSs7dVjficV1Sac-1yJlTq6uV2vOtT3HOYQFzUQCC_BCA-xAcN-KzbczGPM7gWOyKpU3mtEL7X1NG/s200/dangerous.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181740977549154658" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:georgia;">Title: <span style="font-style: italic;">Dangerous</span> (1993)</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Author: Amanda Quick (Bantam)<br />Period: European Historical-Regencyish<br />Grade: D<br /></span><br />I'm that last romance reader alive who still enjoys Amanda Quick's formulaic not-quite Regencies. So why was <span style="font-style: italic;">Dangerous</span> so bad?<br /><br />Sebastian, Earl of Anglestone has decided to entertain himself this season by courting "Original" Prudence. "Original" appears to mean a heroine with bad fashion sense. He wants to humiliate her foppish younger brother for reason's that are never made clear other than a deadly case of ennui. She attempts to dissuade him from the false courtship and a potential duel with her brother, however the two become entangaled in an investigation that is either criminal (Sebastian's theory) or spectral (Prudece's theory). They wind up betrothed and married amid the investigation which is a third rate who-cares who-done-it.<br /><br />He is Quick's standard alpha hero. Brodding. Mysterious. Dangerous. Prue sport the antique name and curious hobby (spectral phenomena) that is the mark of all Quick off-beat heroines, but something is off. She doesn't have <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Ravished-Amanda-Quick/dp/0553293168/ref=pd_sim_b_img_7">Harriet's</a> intelligence, <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Reckless-Amanda-Quick/dp/055329315X/ref=pd_bbs_sr_5?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1206474920&sr=8-5">Pheobe's</a> vulnerability, or <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Scandal-Amanda-Quick/dp/0553289322/ref=pd_sim_b_img_1">Emily's</a> determination. She is the kind of heroine who complains the hero won't allow her to rush into dangerous situation because "he doesn't want her to have any fun." Usually when a hero berates the heroine as "a little fool" it feels dated and weird. In <span style="font-style: italic;">Dangerous</span> it feels apt.<br /><br />Quick's writing lacks the zest and humor that signifies her early work here. In one telling example, Sebastian, an amateur criminal investigator, compares picking a lock to making love to his wife. When her character points out this oddity he offers a bizarre monologue comparing his wife (or perhaps her vajajay) to a lock. Quick offers the kind of lines that would have gotten any guy an elbow to the chops in high school as if they are clever, sexy, and romantic. They aren't. And neither is <span style="font-style: italic;">Dangerous</span>.Lucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7368573201669246754.post-33364706337045221242008-03-07T16:00:00.004-05:002008-12-09T12:59:57.993-05:00Highland Velvet<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3hXwOJhDO_RVd8OlNM_uhjc4skTUFoYp_hZM0_mX-idtzMrWmIlJXJXF6TF5EbkP9dE0LKhH8__r-0A3PE44Xn3gpJQjq2naxCD8i-nZ7a3oflko8oTD8DYJzo2uHZB5Jp5VBAhDwmc6n/s1600-h/jude.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3hXwOJhDO_RVd8OlNM_uhjc4skTUFoYp_hZM0_mX-idtzMrWmIlJXJXF6TF5EbkP9dE0LKhH8__r-0A3PE44Xn3gpJQjq2naxCD8i-nZ7a3oflko8oTD8DYJzo2uHZB5Jp5VBAhDwmc6n/s200/jude.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175108371070355266" border="0" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">Title: <st1:place style="font-style: italic;" st="on">Highland</st1:place><span style="font-style: italic;"> Velvet</span> (1982)<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">Author: Jude Deveraux (Pocket)<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">Period: Medieval (1501 <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">Scotland</st1:place></st1:country-region>)<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">Grade: C<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><o:p></o:p><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">The second book in Deveraux’s Velvet Series is, by her standards, average. It isn’t awful or campy or ridiculous. It’s just there. I’ve heard it is the weakest in the series and hope the third book returns to form. I’ve always been a fan of classic medieval romances. They offer more depth of character and place than your typical romance, which is to say, your typical Regency. Difficult settings and experiences make for richer romances than the standard ballroom fare.<span style=""> </span><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">There is nothing new about <span style="font-style: italic;">Highland Velvet</span>. And that’s okay. I don’t need a romance author to reinvent the wheel. If the characters are smart and funny and the setting feels authentic I’m okay with rehashing a well worn plot. Instead Deveraux confuses physical attractiveness with character development when she crafts two pretty, but petty and boring leads.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><o:p></o:p><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">The forced marriage by King’s decree is to medievals what goofy will inspired marriages are to European historicals. The English king has commanded a marriage between Stephen Montgomery and Scottish laird Bronwyn McArran to solidify English control in the <st1:place st="on">Highlands</st1:place>. Stephen is late to his own wedding inspiring no degree of ill feelings in his prospective bride. The cultural conflicts between the newlyweds over ethnicity and gender aren’t given any depth. One almost feels they only fight to have something do in between sex. <span style=""> </span>Bronwyn particularly hold onto her bitterness toward the English, and by extension Stephen, for far too long to make her likeable. The novel is chock full of medieval Scottish adventure from kidnappings to cattle raids for those who love that stuff.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><o:p></o:p><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Highland Velvet</span> also suffers narrative from a Bronwyn-heavy point of view. This is particularly troublesome in the final chapters where Stephen’s prolonged absence is only viewed from her perspective. It makes the HEA ending ring false when the reader isn’t given more than a terse explanation for his departure and return.<span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>Lucy Maudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02082484059419216058noreply@blogger.com0