Following a surprisingly dissatisfying reading experience, it's always hard to distinguish how much to blame on a book's actual quality vs. subjective, "eh, it just wasn't my literary cup of tea' preference. I've read every book that Kristan Higgins has ever written, so I obviously think she's a talented writer. Her style has a unique amount of warmth, charm and wit, albeit a tad too much cutesy, trying-too-hard preciousness for my taste :) I also love how heavily she emphasizes familial relationships, friendships, hobbies etc. rather than defining her characters based solely on the central romance.
She does, however, have certain tendencies common to nearly all of her books, and I find that they've started to grate on me to the point where I'm no longer sure I want to keep buying her work. Please keep in mind that just because her recent books haven't been working for me, though, doesn't mean this won't work for you! I may have just overdosed on those persistently repeating Higgans-isms by now :)
1) I LOVE flawed heroines. I find generic, perfect heroines neither relatable nor remotely interesting. But the majority of KH's heroines are flawed in the exact same, increasingly irritating way: they're pitifully spineless, self-respect deficient, vaguely stalker-y doormats who tend to be embarrassingly desperate in pursuit of their goal to quickly get married and procreate because, OMG, otherwise life just isn't worth living, you know?! Honor (ugh---hate the name) was no exception. The woman is so defined by her need to have children ASAP that her demanding ovaries are an actual character in this book! Yes, you read that correctly ;) Like many of Kristan Higgin's recurring jokes, the talking ovaries gag quickly becomes more gratingly annoying than amusing, at least to this particular reader. And, as is typical of KH's heroines, Honor lets the men in her life treat her like crap. This is true of both the "hero", Tom, and Brogan, a guy she has a pitiful 'friends with benefits' setup with who is so obviously, transparently indifferent to her that I find myself literally embarrassed for the heroine for not 'getting' what any reader can see from a million miles away. That line between heroines who are admirably forgiving and understanding and ones who are simply in desperate need of some strength and self-respect starts to feel uncomfortably blurry while reading this book.
2) I was more excited to read this book than any other KH novel. Why? Because I'd read that the hero was a British professor. Adorkable, highly intelligent men seem sadly underrepresented in romances, and, as a lifelong anglophile, this hero sounded right up my proverbial alley. Only Tom doesn't seem especially smart---in fact, he's not even especially kind. He's a drunk and, more often than not, a total jackass.
3) So not only did I not much care for either Tom or Honor as separate characters, but I'm not sure I at any point bought their love for each other. Despite the book's seemingly excessive length, the transition from vaguely tense semi-strangers to allegedly 'in love' at the end felt oddly abrupt and unearned.
4) One thing I used to adore about KH's books were the lovably vivid, well-defined minor characters. In this series, though, they seem to cross that admittedly thin line from 'quirky' to irksome and unlikable.
We get a few witty lines and charming insights that remind me of why I first fell in love with Higgans, but, unfortunately, there was a whole lot more that reminded me of why I've since fallen OUT of love with her. Those who liked The Best Man a lot are likely to enjoy this one more than I did; the tone and characters of this particular series just seem not to work for me at all.