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313 pages, Kindle Edition
First published July 28, 2016
Far from the best book I’ve ever read, but like a windswept Ross Poldark galloping moodily across a Cornish cliff in a shirt three buttons too open, Breakfast Under a Cornish Sun absolutely understands the assignment. Samantha Tonge’s style is nothing special, yet it’s fluid enough to sweep you straight into the salty air, holiday cocktails, emotional baggage, and collective national delusion that somewhere in Cornwall a brooding man with excellent cheekbones is waiting to heal us through meaningful eye contact.
I actually loved the central idea of a heroine trying to cure herself of the past by throwing herself into a Cornwall holiday and indulging in the fantasy of finding her own Ross Poldark. There’s something wonderfully humane and brave about admitting that kind of yearning outright. It turns the whole novel into a shared guilty pleasure, like eating scones with both jam and cream while dramatically staring at the sea as if you personally lost a tin mine in 1792.
The holiday resort setting, the summery atmosphere, the believable supporting cast, love interests, villains, all of it works together beautifully to transport you somewhere warmer, brighter, and emotionally safer than real life. Will the story stay with me forever? No. The writer’s voice is perfectly pleasant but entirely forgettable. And yet the vibe lingers. Months later, when the sky is grey and life feels like damp laundry, I can still suddenly recall this book like a little burst of Cornish sun warming my face through the clouds.
For that alone, this book achieves exactly what it set out to do, and honestly, that deserves praise.