From the off, this book promised to be the spoonful of sugar I needed to counteract the dark, introspective material I’d been reading previously. It was blatant chick lit; pure, unadulterated romantic fantasy; from cover to cover, but then, it never pretended to be anything else, and for that rea...
I know this book has had a few bad reviews, and I did put off reading it because of some of them. But personally, I really enjoyed it. I do like Rom-Com films, and I do like chick-lit books. However I like to mix up all the different genres I am reading, so that I never read two similar books in ...
This is a story of a London Mag writer who lost in touch with her past Aunt Molly but was left with an island on the west coast of Ireland as an inheritance! The thing is, she can only fully inherit it IF she lives on the Island of Tara for a year - with a bunch of villagers whom she must persuad...
Mai lettura fu più faticosa. Da dove comincio? Dal titolo: cavalcando l'eco dei romanzi austeniani, viene usato il nome del famoso protagonista maschile di uno dei suoi libri più celebri, Darcy. Peccato che qui sia una donna e il titolo non abbia niente a che fare con la storia. Scelta sicurament...
SynopsisNo one could accuse Scarlett O’Brien of having a boring life. Recently she has sought out her long lost mother, ran out on her fiancé on their wedding day and fell completely in love with another man. This is the stuff of movie plots…which is kind of fitting because Scarlett O’Brien loves...
Goldenrod – Careful Encouragement ‘Truth is, Poppy,’ he says with his back to me as he puts a tea bag in his mug and pours boiling water over it, ‘I don’t know what I’ll do here without them.
Roxi still insists on wearing her heels even now, after all this time on the island. I don’t know how she manages it. But Roxi is adamant she just can’t get comfortable in flats, and since she doesn’t venture much further around the island than her cottage, O’Connell Street and the pub, she seems...
Resisting the sweet trolley when hot chocolate fudge cake is calling out to me in a restaurant: that’s the scale of my usual challenges. Trying to find one old man in a street of houses that seemed to run on for miles—that was something else. It was akin to painting the Fo...
‘I wondered for a while if we were ever going to get to be alone here for any length of time. What with Oscar, your TV friends and your father earlier.’ We’d had lunch with Dad in a restaurant in Greenwich Village and, as I thought it might, the topic of my possible new business venture had cropp...
I haven’t got long; George will be shutting up his shop soon. He always stays open a bit later on a Friday night to try and catch keen music buyers on their way home from work with their weekly pay packets clutched in their hot little hands. He’s been doing it for years, he once told me. It was o...