I read all of these books in July, and since I pretty much read them one after another they’ve slightly blurred together into a hodge-podge of insecure women trying to find a) men, b) financial security and c) a personality. I’ve made them sound somewhat awful, but actually they were quite wonderful books that I’m keeping around to reread when I feel ill and/or when I need to feel like it’s summer (in the dead of winter, for instance. Not that it gets very winter-y in New Mexico).
I don’t mention it in every review, but Ms. Keyes’ books aren’t so much about getting the guy as they are about the female protagonists figuring out how to make their lives better, often without men involved except perhaps on the sideline. The happy relationship ending is just a bonus– but a delicious one. Anyway, I really like that about her books, and though all the characters don’t work for me all the time, I like most of them and that’s an accomplishment when each book has at least three protagonists (and a few other POVs sneaked in).
All her books also have immense character growth (or sometimes not, in the case of one character), and it’s exciting to read about someone figuring out what they need to do to stop having such a crappy life. I wish I could do that! (Not that I think my life is particularly crappy.) Her sex scenes aren’t vulgar but they are a bit embarrassing to read on the bus, so I tended to skim past them, but I’ve skimmed worse. And, as a true bonus, I’ve learned about five new alcoholic drinks from reading her books as well.
I’ve written a bit more about each book individually below (well, more than a bit more for some reviews), and since I’ve tried to keep them light on spoilers they’re a bit vague and useless. If you don’t want to read my reviews (they’re short, if that helps), I heartily recommend Sushi for Beginners most out of all three of them.
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It’s been raining tremendously lately, and rain always makes me think of Poe, which makes me think of Southern Gothic, which makes me think of Halloween, which makes me feel giddy. So: I’m joining the R.I.P. IV challenge.
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