I am so pleased with how Andy’s story is coming along, I feel like I’m on the home stretch. (I shouldn’t say that. I always feel like I jinx myself when I say things are going well. You watch, next week I’ll be ranting about some major error I’ve come across.) I had to laugh, I sent a scene to Sue and Dani yesterday and they both came back with comments about wanting to drag their husbands away from work after reading it. Which makes me assume the scene was well written if it got them that hot, LOL.
I’ve been trying to force myself away from edits in the evening in order to clear my head – sometimes I get so buried in details I forget to see the big picture. I’ve got about four books on the go right now and I felt I had to comment on them. I don’t like writing reviews because I am not one who can “deconstruct” a book. I like it, or I don’t like it, and often times I can’t say why either way. I don’t like saying why a book isn’t working for me unless I can say why, it’s not fair to the author. Plus I feel like I’m REALLY picky about what I like and what I don’t. But here goes:
I nearly got up in the middle of the night last night because I resented having to stop reading Deidre Knight’s Butterfly Tattoo. There’d been a lot of buzz about this book in both the blog world and Twitterverse. The excerpt didn’t thrill me, but after reading Jane over at Dear Author and Smart Bitches’ Sarah’s reviews and tweets, I bought it. (That’s the first time I’ve ever bought a book based on a review, I should add.)
One thing Sarah over at SBTB said: Further, do not skip the book because it is big. And it is. For an ebook, it’s bloody huge. But fear not. It flies. I have to say I don’t get this comment. I have no problems with the length.It’s 280 pages when I bring it into Word, 119,000 words. That’s not huge to me. I read longer books on my Sony Reader all the time. For instance, JR Ward’s Lover Revealed is 147,000 words. So, don’t be put off by that comment over at SBTB. Butterfly Tattoo is exactly the length it needs to be. Anyway, back to the review …
The first chapter starts slowly, it’s from Rebecca’s POV, but chapter two, told from Michael’s POV …Wow. Right then I knew I was hooked. Deidre Knight can write with such depth, with such emotion, and I LOVE authors who can make me feel what their characters are feeling. I’d almost describe it as a literary romance, it’s so beautifully written. I’m only halfway through and I’m having a helluva time convincing myself to open my own manuscript instead of devouring the rest of Butterfly Tattoo.
Here’s the blurb:
Michael Warner has been drifting in a numb haze since his lover was killed by a drunk driver. As the anniversary of the wreck approaches, Michael’s grief grows more suffocating. Yet he must find a way through the maze of pain and secrets to live for their troubled young daughter who struggles with guilt that she survived the crash.
Out of the darkness comes a voice, a lifeline he never expected to find—Rebecca O’Neill, a development executive in the studio where Michael works as an electrician.
Rebecca, a former sitcom celebrity left scarred from a crazed fan’s attack, has retreated from the limelight and from life in general, certain no man can ever get past her disfigurement. The instant sparks between her and Michael, who arrives to help her during a power outage, come as a complete surprise—and so does her uncanny bond with his daughter.
For the first time, all three feel compelled to examine their inner and outer scars in the light of love. But trust is hard to come by, especially when you’re not sure what to believe when you look in the mirror. The scars? Or the truth?
As I mentioned above, Butterfly Tattoo is written in first person POV for both the hero AND the heroine’s stories. Chapter one is told from Rebecca’s POV, Chapter two is told from Michael’s POV and they play off from there. I can only recall one other book written this way and that was the book made from the screenplay of Mr. and Mrs. Smith. I know I’ve seen others say they’ve found it a little jarring, but I have no problems, especially since it tells you right at the start of the chapter whose POV you’re reading.
What it doesn’t tell you in the blurb is that Michael’s lover was a man. You see, Michael is bisexual. I’ve been following a few GBLT sites lately and have discovered that bisexuals are outcasts from both the heterosexual world as well as the gay world. Deidre’s Michael is no different. His friends from when he was with Alex don’t like that he’s attracted to a woman instead of a man. His friends, including his therapist, from the straight side don’t understand how a man can be attracted to a woman after having been with a man and encourage him to date amongst “with his own kind” first. For his part, Michael is struggling dealing with the loss of his lover, and then later with the guilt he feels in being attracted to Rebecca. Falling in love makes him feel like he’s betraying Alex. Deidre has managed to capture the emotion, the pain, the loss that Michael is feeling and I love a good emotional tale. It sucked me right in.
I’m also reading Lora Leigh’s Killer Secrets. I’ve been a big fan of Lora Leigh – I loved her Breed series, but for some reason I haven’t picked up a Lora recently. I’m not sure why, but I think it’s probably because I have nearly 100 books on my TBR pile and I’ve lost track of who I’ve been following.
Killer Secrets is the second in her Tempting Seals series (I believe–there’s no release dates or order they should be read that I can find on her site – it’s very annoying.) It’s another book filled with emotion, with the added bonus of lots of hot sex. Now I have to go back and find her Hidden Agendas story and the rest of her Tempting Seals books.
A while back, Dani sent me the entire Anita Blake series by Laurell K. Hamilton. Sorry, Dani, but I have to tell you that I’m not loving it so far. I forced myself to finish the first one, Guilty Pleasures. If I’d bought this book myself, and didn’t have the entire series sitting behind me waiting to be read, I probably would have put the book down before I reached the fiftieth page. I’ve since finished The Laughing Corpse and Circus of the Damned, and am part way through the fourth in the series, The Lunatic Cafe. Afraid to say, I still don’t like Anita. Laurell doesn’t get into Anita’s head enough for me to understand her, to connect with her as a character. I don’t like Jean-Claude. There’s no other characters that interest me either. I don’t like the world. I don’t hate it, I just don’t … care. There’s nothing clicking, nothing sucking me in. To me, that’s a death knell.
Maybe if I hadn’t read Patricia Brigg’s Mercy Thompson series first I would have liked it more? I can’t say. But I do know I love Patricia’s world, I love the characters, I can envision them, I care about Mercy, I adore Charles and Samuel and Adam, I’m not so hot about Stephan and the vampire stories, but I can live with it as long as Patricia keeps giving me scenes with Adam.
That’s why I was so disappointed to be bored with the Anita Blake series. I’d heard so many people raving about them and yet, to me, the writing falls flat. Especially after reading Deidre’s, Lora’s and Maya’s books who have done such wonderful jobs sucking me into their worlds.