I loved Roses - loved. I mean, it wasn't amazing literature or mind blowing prose, but it was a good story, it was interesting, I felt invested in the characters, I loved the descriptions and the characters and I really "felt" that book, if that makes sense. It was "soapy" and "sudsy" to quote other reviewers - but it was juicy and good. I do enjoy a good epic saga. So I was super crazy looking forward to this book. My sister in law also loved Roses and we've both been anticipating Tumbleweeds with excitement - I bought it and we planned that I'd read it first and then she'd borrow it.
At this point, I am SLOGGING through this book and I'm not sure why I don't just give up. I'm on page 195 and I just. Can't. Get. Into. It. I mean, for starters, the story is completely ridiculous. I won't get into the plot points that are currently frustrating me, but aren't we past the "boy breaks up with girl without explaining it, because it's for her own good and then he disappears with no explanation, leaving them both broken hearted and pining" storyline? Come on, this isn't Twilight, people.
Further, the dialogue in this book is ATROCIOUS. The writing style is really weird, almost childish. Example: two women are having a conversation about how things seem off with their kids, and one of them comments on the weather, to which the other responds, "no, it's more than the unprecedented heat that is making me feel this way." And don't even get me started on the overly mature conversations 11 year old children are having in this book. The dialogue is just completely horrible.
I think as I'm writing this I'm realizing that I will not be finishing this book. What a disappointment!