![]() ![]() Last year, a bunch of us fell in love with Sarina Bowen’s The Ivy Years series, right up until the last one where she seriously disappointed us. Instead of exploring real complexity, the writer defaults to the oh so (un)interesting drama of the cis white male. Even worse, male tears are a lazy and boring. I mean the emotions of a man being valued more highly than anything else – including plot and the rights, agency, and emotional life of everyone else. By male tears I don’t mean a man showing his emotions and engaging in intimacy. Yes! That is my problem with several books I’ve read recently – male tears. … I am tired of exposure to this brand of male tears either in truth or in fiction. ![]() I recently read two installments in Sarina Bowen’s True North series, and initially thought they would remain among the unreviewed.Īlwaysanswerb’s review of The Chocolate Rose made a light bulb go off in my head about my problem with a bunch of contemporary romance writers, and clarified my feelings about Bittersweet and Steadfast enough for me to eke out a review. ![]() ![]() It may be that they are neither good, nor bad, or they are fine, but not interesting, or they are bad, but not offensive. I started this year with a plan to review every book I read, but that fell by the wayside pretty quickly, because there are just some books about which I have nothing to say. ![]()
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