Nope, I just can't finish this. It's unfortunate, because I was really in the mood for a nice wintry read - one that got me EVEN MORE in the mood for Christmas and this cozy time of year. The cover and description of this novel made me think it would do just that, but it fell really, really flat.
This has happened before with Susan Wiggs books. In fact, looking back over the other novels I've read of hers, I've never rated her higher than 3 stars. I guess she just doesn't do it for me, so I should start remembering that when I think "I should read this Susan Wiggs book." I'm not sure what the problem is, exactly. Maybe her stories are too simple, her characters too one-dimensional. Maybe the setting isn't painted clearly enough, or the relationships aren't convincing. In any case, her writing just really doesn't work for me, I've found.
This book starts with Jenny Majesky finding out that her house has burnt down one snowy night while at her bakery. Right off the bat, we learn that her grandmother has recently died, and that she was the closest family member Jenny had - the one she cherished most of all. The chief of police, Rourke McKnight, takes Jenny to his house to stay while she's 'homeless'. They have a history of forbidden romance, which has long since fizzled, but there are echoes of remaining feeling there (none that were particularly convincing or interesting, but still...).
The premise of the novel is that Jenny finds out her grandfather has an 'unusual treasure' amidst her grandmother's belongings, which starts a search to find the truth about her family. She stays at her half-sister's 'winter lodge' on the edge of Willow Lake, and she and Rourke set out to learn more about who Jenny really is.
But let me just say - I stopped reading at 45%, and there was no treasure found, and no winter lodge. To say that this book moved slowly would be an excruciating understatement. Really, nothing has happened at this point in the book so far. We've panned to different characters' perspectives - to Jenny's young cousin, Daisy Bellamy, and to her long-lost mother, Mariska, in the 80's - just as backstory/character development. But the actual PLOT has gone nowhere.
I can also tell already that the romance is going to leave a lot to be desired. Jenny clearly has hidden, secret feelings for Rourke, but his attitude seems ambivalent at best. She's irritating with her over-thinking and extreme caution, and her skepticism at his every mood and word. The whole thing just feels off to me. I'm not a fan, and I'm really not engaged. I just wanted to get to the next book on my TBR list, so that's a really good indication that it's time to cut my losses and stop reading.
In any case, I probably won't pick up another Susan Wiggs book, and I'll have to continue my pursuit for a wintry novel somewhere else...