Showing posts with label Linda Howard. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Linda Howard. Show all posts

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Review: Under The Boardwalk - anthology

So far, I’ve featured Regency anthologies, holiday anthologies, a chick-lit anthology, and lots and lots of contemporary paranormal anthologies. It turns out that there’s kind of a dearth of just straight-up contemporary romantic anthologies, although it’s possible I just wasn’t looking hard enough. Under the Boardwalk, headlined by Linda Howard, is a themed anthology revolving around beach stories. Five stories, four eras, three coasts, two terrible storms, but only one actual boardwalk; this anthology packs a lot of variety.

Personally, it makes more sense to me somehow to keep everything in the same era. I found it kind of jarring to move from a southern American contemp, to 1880s Texas, to Victorian Cornwall, to colonial Massachusetts, and then back to contemporary American Jersey shore. Not to take anything away from any of the individual stories, I just wasn’t a fan of the time-jumps, and I was sort of expecting all contemporaries – although the word “Victorian” did appear on the back cover, so, my fault for skimming, I guess.

So earlier this year, Shannon talked me into reading Mr. Perfect, which I liked rather a lot, other than the psycho-killer aspect. No surprise then, that I found Blue Moon to be perfectly delicious – all the things to love about LH and no psycho-killer. Yay! I rather wished for, if not a full book, then a longer novella, because I had quite a few unanswered questions about how the h/h were going to merge their lifestyles – she lives in a swamp off the grid, he’s the county sheriff, and this causes her a fair bit of angst early in the story. In the end, this was all handwaved away, which is always annoying but particularly because Lilah is such a fascinating character and I thought more details about her day-to-day life would be really interesting. I’ll forgive it though, because, well, Jackson Brody is just perfectly yum in the way that Sam is perfectly yum.

I had a mixed reaction to Castaway by Geralyn Dawson. I value well-done humor a lot in an author, and some of Dawson’s worked well. Some though, just made the hero seem kind of mean and a bit crude, but then he has a pretty decent motivation for wanting to make the heroine squirm a little. The set-up was a little artificial, too – she is “stranded” with the hero by her own choice – she tells the captain that brought her to the island to leave her there for 3 days. And of course the hero can return to the mainland whenever he wants. I don’t know. I didn’t love it, but enough of it worked to make me curious about a full-length novel from Dawson. Maybe the problems I had with it were exacerbated by the format.

I really liked Ruined by Jillian Hunter. In a fun departure from the usual Regency setup, the setting is slightly later, mid-19th century, and the cast of characters consists mainly of a handful of shallow society friends, of which our heroine seems to be one, and a Heathcliff-like author living reclusively on a Cornwall cliff. Hunter is a master of the comic-relief character – the shallow betraying “friends” of the heroine were a stitch to read. A little touch of a ghost story adds some oomph to the plot, but IMO isn’t especially necessary. Not that it was bad, it just seemed a little extraneous.

Of the five stories, I liked the colonial contribution from Miranda Jarrett the least. For no particular reason, the era and setting don’t appeal to me much – now, that isn’t a terribly hard thing to overcome if the story is great, but it’s a disadvantage. The characters were just really flat to me. Miriam’s childhood love left her four years ago, after taking her virginity and love to sail the seas for adventure and piracy. She has decided to marry a complete idiot a stable, unexciting fellow because he’s the complete opposite of Jack and therefore unlikely to cause her hurt. Pirate returns and seduces her into changing her mind. Blah blah blah. No surprises on the way to the happily ever after either. The writing and language are competent enough, but the characters are blah and the plot is totally linear. Meh.

Bringing it back around to modern day is Swept Away from Mariah Stewart. I liked this one quite a bit. It starts with a prologue of sorts, showing Jeremy in action as a private investigator, and giving us a very good insight to his character in less than six pages. In some ways, this story is as linear as the last, with no real obstacles between Jeremy and Jody, but the pacing is totally different. The characters get to know each other in this story; scene by scene they learn more and more about each other while going about adorably corny summer-beach-resort activities, like roller coasters, seafood restaurants, and hot-air balloon rides. Jeremy has a little soul-searching to do about his past, but other than that, it’s a lovely, lightweight summer romance; perfect beach reading or in my case, excellent escapism for the latter half of my snow-bound captivity.

Five stories: three very good, one ok, one meh. Not too bad as anthologies go.

Monday, August 25, 2008

Review: Mr. Perfect, by Linda Howard

First off, here’s why I picked up this specific book.

This whole blogging thing has been really good for broadening my horizons. I like contemporaries as much as historicals and paranormals, but I probably wouldn’t have picked this one up due to the psycho-killer aspect.

Here’s the thing. I can finish up a book involving werewolves, vampires, demons, and whatnot, and feel pretty sure that whatever terror befell the redshirts in that book are not going to happen to me. Some might think I’m deluding myself, sure, but on the list of things that worry me, vampires don’t actually rate (the downside of that is, I’m also pretty sure I’m not going to get swept away by V or Cade, either, more’s the pity).

Psycho-killers do make the list though. I mean, it may be true that the odds of being attacked by one are statistically similar to being bitten by vampire, but I was single once, and lived alone. I went on a few blind dates. I currently live not far from where Ted Bundy got his start, and I once worked within a half mile of John Wayne Gacy’s house. And now I have daughters. I understand why the entertainment industry, including movies and TV, create such nasty villains, but I personally just have a hard time being … well, entertained by them.

So, Mr. Perfect starts off with something of a disadvantage for me. I recognize, though, that it’s not a fault of the book – criticizing the book for having a villain I don’t like is just-- silly. Like criticizing ice cream for being too cold.

On to the good things, ie, Sam Donovan. Wow, is he ever a good thing. Yum. Seriously yum. I completely understand why the DIK ladies fight over him. Yeah, he could warm up my island hut any time.

I also completely love Jaine as a heroine. If only she were a little bit more fashion-challenged, she’d be me. (Well, me about 20 years and 40 lbs ago, but I digress). Mostly I love her sarcastic wise-cracking, and it really resonated with me when she observed that she usually had to hold back for fear of hurting people’s feelings or leaving them in the dust, but Sam not only kept up with her, he took her sparring in the right spirit and challenged her right back. OK, Ms Howard covered that better but I can’t find the quote so you’ll have to make do with my paraphraseology.

Part of the plot revolves around an off-hand and off-color List that Jaine and three of her girlfriends compile over cocktails one night on the subject of what constitutes—OK, no credit for guessing this one—Mr. Perfect. As a plot device… it was a little bit meh for me. I mean, there wasn’t anything all that outrageous on there, as far as I’m concerned:

1. Faithful
2. Nice
3. Dependable
4. Steady job
(OK, so far, your average mailman makes the cut)
5. Sense of Humor
6. Money (comfortable but not filthy rich)
7. Good looks
8. Great in bed
9. 10” (by now the girls are mostly just talking smack, but the list was transcribed by a 3rd party)
10. Able to last 30 minutes, not including foreplay

Maybe I’m just jaded. Anyway, The List takes off, hits the media, etc. etc. (which I only found marginally believable) and causes Mr. Not-So-Perfect to go off the deep end. The final twist of whodunit is pretty good, although the characterization of the killer up to the reveal is a pretty standard textbook whackjob with mommy issues.

So, is this a classic? I guess I could see it. And to tell the truth, I’m going to keep my copy for awhile just so I can re-read the scene where she tells him he needs curtains. Overall, it’s not really my kind of book—but dang, Jaine and Sam are absolutely my kind of characters.



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