Just a book that will make me smile and swoon and cure my depression. I need to collapse on a chaise longue like a Victorian damsel.īottom line: I don't feel like I'm asking for much. In other words, normally I want a lot of drama and miscommunication in my romance novels because I'm here for the yearning and pain, but if it's going to feel unnecessary I would rather not have it at all!! I am a drama vampire and a gossip hound and I can sense human suffering from a mile away. Which is, you know, why I read romance.Įssentially, it felt like suddenly the characters slept together, then a lot of time passed, then the third act drama happened for no real reason.Īnd that means a lot, coming from me, because I am a monster. It didn't have the stuff I wanted to see, like the chemistry, or the cute early hang-outs, or the falling in love part. It had depression rep, which is good, but it didn't work for me, which is okay, because everyone's depression is different, but that's still not a point in the plus column. It was, in fact, the only part of this I really liked, besides the cover, which I now can't even think of without weeping with disappointment and heartbreak and my romance novel-based illness.Īnd that ends the section dedicated to nice things I have to say. It's the first time I've read a romance novel with a fat love interest, and that was fantastic. This was attempt three and we remain unsuccessful. Just reading romances and trying to find one I liked. So I took up a lil ol heroic and sweeping and grand olympic-esque series of task called the Romance Quest. Immediately I of course changed my self-diagnosed seasonal depression (I am diagnosed with All-Annual / Classic Depression so leave me alone) to self-diagnosed "I just need a good romance novel and then I will be fine!" and decided to cure myself, because why not. EVEN WORSE FOR ME, if such a thing is EVEN POSSIBLE, was the ensuing reveal that it had been NEARLY FIVE MONTHS since I had liked one. I am at the end of my already extremely short rope, and I am going to lash out because of it.Īt the beginning of this year, I realized it had been three months since I last read a romance, an oversight for which I will spend the rest of my days repenting. I like to consider myself a patient person, not because I am one but because my mind is a world of pure imagination à la Willy Wonka's chocolate factory, but this is a bridge too far. I have had enough of the world around us. It is time to burn everything to the ground. Will he be able to embrace her dark clouds as well as her clear skies?Ī TV meteorologist and a sports reporter scheme to reunite their divorced bosses with unforecasted results in this charming romantic comedy from the author of The Ex Talk. Working closely with Russell means allowing him to get to know parts of herself that Ari keeps hidden from everyone. But their well-meaning meddling backfires when the real chemistry builds between Ari and Russell. Between secret gifts and double dates, they start nudging their bosses back together. In the aftermath of a disastrous holiday party, Ari and Russell decide to team up to solve their bosses’ relationship issues. The only person who seems to understand how she feels is sweet but reserved sports reporter Russell Barringer. Ari, who runs on sunshine and optimism, is at her wits’ end. Her boss, legendary Seattle weatherwoman Torrance Hale, is too distracted by her tempestuous relationship with her ex-husband, the station’s news director, to give Ari the mentorship she wants. Ari Abrams has always been fascinated by the weather, and she loves almost everything about her job as a TV meteorologist.
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