Talk Bookish
to Me
by Kate Bromley
This is a
lovely little Romantic Comedy that I found in our library’s Overdrive catalog
by searching for books with a “vacation” theme – our August theme for book
club.
I wasn’t
familiar with the author and I would not have guessed that this is the first
book she has written. On her web site, it says that she is an avid reader and
it sounds like she has written other stories but this is the first book
attributed to her. I’d say she has quite a career in front of her if she keeps
going with it.
The opening
lines drew me in and the laughs start on the very first page – from “His
eyebrows bob up as I adjust my grip on the Great-Dane-sized gift basket I’m carrying,”
to “Because if everyone isn’t uncomfortable for the entire ride, are you even
really in an elevator?”
The main
character is Kara, a writer of romance novels, both historical and
contemporary. She’s maid-of-honor for her best friend’s wedding and on the eve
of the rehearsal dinner she arrives to find her college boyfriend, Ryan, is one
of the groomsmen. Of course, things did not end well with them ten years ago.
There are both unresolved issues and serious chemistry.
“I’m
convinced that if Nat King Cole were here and knew my side of the story, he
would grab Ryan by the scruff of his shirt and hold him steady as I
roundhouse-kicked him in the throat.
It’s a tough
pill to swallow but Ryan looks good. Like, really good.”
Kara is also
struggling with writer’s block at the moment. Her next book is due to her publisher
any day now and she is supposed to be taking off on a six-month trip to Italy.
Of course,
things get a little wilder when Ryan gets thrown out of his hotel because his
dog trashed the room. The groom wants to have him stay with them, but Kara can’t
let her best friend’s marriage implode before it even begins, can she?
The language
is natural, the dialogue snappy, and the situations funny but believable. This
is everything you want in a romantic comedy and if Hallmark or someone doesn’t
snap it up to turn into a movie, I don’t know what the world is coming to.
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