Every year I read Debbie's newest book and every year I blog about how predictable it was, or how unrealistic it is (because no one's life is really that perfect) and every year I get sucked in to buying her latest book because it's pretty.
Here I go again...
Starting Now is Macomber's latest Blossom Street book and while I love Blossom Street and all that it was 10 years ago when I discovered it, I am quickly becoming a distant fan. From start to finish, this book was idealistic, unrealistic, and yet I still couldn't figure out how it was going to end. While a good story, and an easy beach bag kind of read, I am entering a phase in my life when I want more from a book. I want a book that is going to move me, that is going to make me think and feel. This book did none of those things, except to cause my cynicism about life to resurface--no one's life is that perfect--who but a literary character could have their life turn out in such a perfect way...blah, blah, blah...
So, this book will be shelved with my Macomber collection because 1. I have one and 2. It's a beautiful book.
Off I go with lukewarm feelings about this one to read a book that I truly judged by it's cover. Hopefully it will move me.
Happy Reading!
:) Dodie
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