These ‘about me’ sections, or even sections that inform you about blogs, have never been my forte. Much to my chagrin, I was never taught the unwritten rules of what you are supposed to say. The links at the side of the blog – Twitter and Goodreads, for example – are liable to tell you more than I could ever say in words.
Mostly, this will be a book blog. I read a lot, and I love to share my views on my most recent reads. I try to read a little bit of everything, but if you look closely you’ll notice I will occasionally become obsessed with one specific genre for a short period of time. Old books, new books, yet to be released books – I read them all. If you’re an author looking for advance readers or just wish for more reviews of a book you’ve already released, please feel free to contact me. There is a contact form at the side of my blog – if you scroll down below the Twitter and Goodreads sidebar you will find it – so drop me a message and I’ll be sure to get back to you in double time. After all, finding new authors is what makes the book world go around.
Thanks for taking your time to read this. With a little bit of luck, you will find my blog much more interesting than this mundane introductory section.
Monday, 26 March 2018
Review: Mountain Manhattan
My rating: 3 of 5 stars
Certain authors appear as suggestions for me quite often, and I’ve recently found myself trying to dive into said authors. Frankie Love is one such author. A few of Frankie Love’s mountain men stories have been mildly interesting to me, but Mountain Manhattan is my first-time diving into a Frankie Love story – while it was enjoyable, I wasn’t crazy about it.
When I started Mountain Manhattan, I was intrigued. It started off grabbing my attention, and it wasn’t long before things started to move. I love it when books are quick to grab you, throwing you straight into the story, and Mountain Manhattan did exactly that.
However, as the story progressed I realised I wasn’t enjoying it as much as I’d been expecting to. I was reading it to see how things ended, not because of any insane love for the book. I wasn’t forcing myself to read it, yet at the same time I could have easily put the book aside and picked up something else.
It was an enjoyable book, but it was missing that little extra spark that moves me into the realm of loving a book. It made for a decent introduction to Frankie Love, but it did not leave me a fangirl. Whether I’ll read the second book in the Mountain Man in the Big City series remains to be seen, as at present I’m undecided.
Overall, an okay book but not what I had hoped for.
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