Title/s (In Order):
#1: Mr Right Across The Street
Author: Kathryn Freeman
Genre: Romance, Humour, Contemporary Romance, Urban Fiction, Holiday Fiction
Stand Alone/Series: Stand alone
Hardcopy/Kindle: Both, however I have it on Kindle
Memorable Quotes: N/A
Mia Abbott’s move to Manchester was supposed to give her time and space from all the disastrous romantic choices she’s made in her past. But then the hot guy who lives opposite – the one who works out every day at exactly 10 a.m., not that Mia has noticed thank-you-very-much – starts leaving notes in his window…for her.
Bar owner Luke Doyle has his own issues to deal with but as he shows Mia the sites of her new city he also shows her what real romance looks like for the first time. And when he cooks up a signature cocktail in her honour, she realises that the man behind the bar is even more enticing than any of his creations. And once she’s had a taste she knows it will never be enough!
Review – Spoilers –
Ugh. Uuuugh. I wanted to love this book so much, I feel like I have been feeling this a lot lately. I absolutely loved the idea of this plot, when I read the blurb I was stoked. I got this as a book to read in the bath during Mothers Day, and damn. Damn, damn, damn.
Sigh, I actually wrote notes for this as I was reading it. I didn’t want to forget anything, so stay with me as I rant/ramble.
The communication between the characters in this book was AWKWARD. It felt so forced. Kathryn really, really used dialogue as a way to pull the thread of the plot along. Don’t ask me about the notes in the window, because I just… can’t…. we aren’t going there.
The dialogue was not human. Seriously. It did not feel like the characters had any personality, it was as if as a reader I were reading a conversation between robots. The plot was quite literally told through dialogue, and dialogue only. There were some parts where I thought, who the heck would ask something like that? Or, why didn’t you react to that – why are you being so passive to push the plot forward? It just was so strange.
What else? Well, it felt like I was reading a book about cocktails. I actually hope a reader out there counts how many times cocktails were mentioned, or just any alcoholic beverage for that matter. I understand that this was based around the plot of a bartender, but fudge.
The attempt was to get the main character, Mia, away from the bar, was it not? Mia was supposed to be shown around to all these great places as ‘non-dates’. Yet, the entire book was based around the bar. The non-dates were about a paragraph. I think we got an insight to a few of the non-dates, maybe, I’m not sure because the whole time I was confused at what was actually happening. It was all over the place, and the damn dialogue!
I should say that there were ‘nerdy’ references, which were cute. However, I am so sick of the idea that ‘nerdy’ girls = natural makeup, curvy bodies and cheeky attitudes. The comparison between women who choose to wear makeup, or those who wear little to none, needs to stop. It is just really tiring to read. The fact she wears jeans and no makeup does not make her special, or any different to any other women out there. It made me cringe when Kathryn felt the need to pin a nicely dressed woman who carries herself well as an asshole. Putting down other women who you have never spoken to? No, thanks.
The lover (Luke), randomly turns out to be a father. Mia found it weird to see a woman (or any woman) in his apartment (which he apparently never has anyone in his apartment), who turned out to be his daughter, but still – ew. That was a weird experience to read. Luke was supposed to be decently old enough that if he was seen with a teenager around his daughter’s age, that shouldn’t warrant jealousy. That should warrant a creep out, and maybe some other red flags. Right? I mean, if she thought he was such a gross man that slept around – why was she dragging the poor guy along! If the roles were reversed in this book, I swear all hell would break loose about it. The shaming in this book was so dang annoying. Either get on with it, or don’t, I swear I wanted to pull my hair out with how many times she was like, I like him, NO I DON’T. But maybe I do. Jfc. What is it, Mia? Come on.
By the end there, I actually laughed. Probably for the first time in what was popped under the genre ‘Humour’. So, Luke proposes out of nowhere and lifts up his shirt to show that he got Mia’s name tattooed on his chest. Next to his daughter’s name, may I add. But, can you imagine? “Marry me” -lifts up shift, revealing abs- Cringe. It was supposed to be a romantic moment, I guess Luke had to involve his ~delicious abs~ somewhere. -sobs into abs-
So, there we have it folks. It was a weird experience.
Overall Verdict: -lifts shirt, revealing no abs- Don’t marry me. Or this book. Put this book away.
Reviewing Next: The Spark by Jules Wake