|August 8th 2017
|The name on the screen was “Absinthe.”
I knew her as the sultry voice blowing up my phone for late night chats about Proust and Hemingway interspersed between the best phone sex I never knew I could have.
We’d never met.
Until the day she walked into my office, her cherry lips wrapped around a candy apple sucker and an all too familiar voice that said, “They said you wanted to see me, Principal Hawthorne?”
When I saw there was a new book coming I checked on the blurb and I was like “yeah count me in” I mean I loved her writing style so far so it was a no-brainer for me. But now that I read the book I think / I guess I am the odd one out there when it comes to Absinthe by Winter Renshaw.
I still like the plot idea and her writing style was good. But the plot development really did not go over that well with me. This is supposed to be a romance right ?
It is ok that it is forbidden and kind of darker than her previous books but why do I feel like I read a travel report ?
From the beginning on I felt kind of disconnected from the leading characters and I could have worked with that, but a certain point on (not going to say which point) the whole romance became the story of two individuals. They had nothing to do with each other and were working at nothing to get closer to each other. Adding the location changes it felt like a travel report. So nearing the end the sudden outburst of romance felt not believable to me. I actually found myself in a “wait did I miss something” moment.
My rating is still 3.something stars because I truly love this author and I will also recommend this book to other readers because I think this really might be only my very personal issue – but please be aware that this is not a fluffy smooth running romance with the usual setup.