I met the author, Danica Winters at the local sci-fi/fantasy convention, Miscon. She was really friendly, and by the end, knew me by name, and we spent some time chatting. She was delighted that I already knew what MetaData was. At the end of one of her panels, she gave me a copy of this book and signed it, and asked to me to review it. So, I will.
It’s a romance about a teenager feeling trapped in the Romani culture she grew up in. She wants to go to college, have financial independence, and her family wants her to settle down and have kids, so they arrange a marriage for her while she’s trying to take the exams that will allow her to go to college. On top of that, she’s starting to come in to her psychic powers, and people are looking to exploit her abilities.
If you like forbidden love romance, with a healthy helping of hate-to-love tropes, then this book will scratch that itch. It’s obviously written to a strict formula, one that is designed to deliver the same story beats at the same times for people looking for a comfortable, familiar story. If you don’t like this formula, then you will find this book extremely boring.
One thing that Ms. Winters was feeling a lot of anxiety about was if her book had a racist depiction of the Romani peoples in Ireland. And, I can’t really answer that question, since I didn’t grow up as part of that culture. I can say that she didn’t rely on media stereotypes that I’ve seen, but I can’t tell you how accurate the depiction of the culture is. One thing I noticed is that she wove in a lot of words from their language, and did it in a way that built the atmosphere and taught the reader the words at the same time. I'm a linguist who edits a LOT of people’s writings that try to introduce non-narrative languages into their stories, and she thankfully did this well. But, I can’t tell you if the words were actually used correctly, because I have no expertise in this area, as I imagine that most readers won’t have. In a genre so dominated by white women falling for exotic men, this is a refreshing reversal of that trope.
As a book – the prose was competent, and it wasn’t anything special. I can't point to any passage that stuck out for dazzling prose - the prose communicates what's happening to the main character, and it doesn't try to do anything new or interesting, other than using the Romani language.
Now, some problems that I had with this book.
The main character is completely passive. She doesn't do anything of her own accord; she does what she's told. Even her clairvoyance isn't related to her actions. It just happens to her, without her control. I kept hoping that her superpower would give her power, give her agency... but no. It's just another disturbing thing happening to her. This undermines what is supposed to be the hate-to-love trope, because she has no control over who she marries. It's all decided for her by the men/adults in her life. If she actually had control over who she married, then her falling in love with the guy would be empowering, but because she has no power in her situation, then it's just another dis-empowering thing that she suffers. Also, since the guy is her boss.... lots of creepy-icky-ewwwww.
I kept seeing a way that this could be a better story. What if, instead of being taken to the mansion by her father to earn money, she ran away from home, took a job in the mansion's kitchens to earn money to buy the exam books she needs, then starts to discover her powers and fall in love with a guy she's working with (not her boss! There's too much of a power imbalance between them, it makes it very hard to not see him as a predator). Then, the whole story is based in her own agency, her own actions, not what the plot is doing to her. Also, I'd give her more power over her superpower, make it relate to her actions. Think "The Little Mermaid" versus "Cinderella". "The Little Mermaid" is more compelling because Ariel is an agent in her own story, while stuff just happens to Cinderella.
I am definitely not the intended audience. Normally, I wouldn’t read a Harlequin romance, but the author asked me to, so I did. Harlequin holds its authors to a very strict formula, and I think that ultimately it's the formula itself that I don't like. But, Ms. Winters did manage to subvert the genre by casting the main lead as a Romani woman and having the story be through her eyes, not just yet another white woman. But, the formula still holds the story back, making the protagonist into a helpless flower carried by the current.