TLDR: A conductor commands a violinist (F/F) to heel and makes for a must-read.
Ensnared in Her Symphony is a rare delight - a book with few reviews, almost perfect editing, and characters that beg for attention despite having no destination. I am smitten with the author for expertly conducting my emotions and frustrated with her for withholding her primary pen name – a fact only revealed in the “About” section at the end of the book. How will I follow you? How will I find and read your other books? This feels like torture and I cannot decide if I love it or hate it. Given the book’s subject matter, should I assume this conflict is intended? Ughhh. With my angst now airing out like dirty laundry, I suppose I should review this novel.
So, this is a dual-point-of-view romance between world-renowned conductor Virve Vintinen and violinist/concertmaster Sabina Harper. When Virve’s mentor suffers an accident, she agrees to rearrange her schedule and conduct the London Symphony Orchestra through a three-week tour in his stead. She is domineering and exacting in her career and love life. She can’t afford to be less. However, her new concertmaster is awkward and late to rehearsal. Sabina apologizes profusely which Virve acknowledges with chastising amusement. Then Virve hears Sabi play violin and knows she must have her in the bedroom too.
To be clear, the extent of my musical education is singing soprano and playing guitar. Orchestral arrangement is a language all its own. Therefore, I cannot speak to the accuracy of the terms in this book, only that to my novice eyes it appears authentic. I assume the author plays. What instrument? We may never know. Yes, I’m bitter. But, I highly recommend listening to Rachmaninoff and Scheherazade while reading this. Rachmaninoff is piano-focused. Scheherazade is violin-focused. Both are referenced frequently and these are the primary instruments of the two protagonists. That said, you do not need to possess musical knowledge to read and enjoy this. The bar for enjoyment is to like music and understand how emotional it is.
I won’t say anymore with regards to the plot, because it’s a dance. It must be experienced to be understood.
As for constructive criticism, I have little to provide. There are a few sentences that need pruning. I’m not a fan of “had had” even though it is grammatically correct. I had an English professor who once explained that one “had” is almost always sufficient. If not, the sentence structure can be reworked to avoid doubling up. It’s similar to the colon and semicolon. You can use them, but why would you when there are perfectly acceptable alternatives? When I’m complaining about grammar and punctuation, that’s when I know I loved what I read.
Ensnared in Her Symphony is beautiful, contemplative, and full of emotion. I highly recommend reading it. I’m tempted to read it again, something I almost never do because my mind is a cage and traps whole experiences inside. I still remember a poem I was forced to recite in fourth grade. That was over 30 years ago. Yet, I appreciate the effect this story has on me to the point of considering a reread. Unheard of. Madness. Blasphemy.
To the author, I cannot follow you on Goodreads or Twitter. Why? How am I meant to know when you have new material coming out? My partner is giggling and giddy over my frustration at not knowing who you are. At least one of us is happy. I suspect I will be brooding for days. Ugh.