Engaging and nearly bereft of the chick-lit tropes readers so often find in this genre, I found this quietly wonderful. What I mean by that is rather than showering you, it soothes, leaving a pleasant feeling. While it is a romance, that isn’t at the heart of this as much as the protagonist, Julie, moving forward, getting back in touch with her own values and expectations, rather than those of family and friends. In the process, it illuminates that we’re all, men and women, pretty much doing the same thing; trying to make our way toward an inner contentment. Because of that, it doesn’t have the silliness or flashy tropes of many chick-lit romances, but it does have a realness and likability hard to resist.
One of the nicest things about this book — besides the protagonist, Julie — is that unlike so many books in this genre, men are accurately portrayed as decent human beings. Imperfect and fallible, just like the protagonist, but overall human beings trying to find their way just like their counterparts. No one is a jerk here, a two-timer, an abuser, or any of the other standard tropes. That was refreshing. Once I got a feel for the narrative, which was more like a tranquil soak in the tub rather than a hot shower, I settled in for a gradual and engaging story that much more often than not rang true. Misunderstandings in the past played a role, but it didn’t feel like a device inserted only to drive the story. The perceptions of the protagonist about those events from college, and how they’ve affected her life, in fact change over the course of the book as she begins to realize that much of what she perceived had more to do with her own mindset at the time. It is her lingering in the past, in fact, without realizing she had been, which has stunted her spirit, and dampened her happiness.
Eventually Julie has a nice start as she overhears talk concerning cutbacks in the superannuation division, meaning she may soon be out on her ear. There is a wonderful dynamic of her close friends, and her family, which both ring true. And again, Julie’s perceptions early on, gradually change as she does. Much of the book is set in Australia, and it is on a trip to Hunter Valley that Julie runs into Scott, the college love who broke her heart. She quickly discovers, however, that even that may not have been as it seemed. But is it a wonderful door opening just as another is closing? A trip to Paris and London brings surprises, but it won’t be until Julie is back in Australia that she figures out what she wants to do, and with whom she is most happy doing it.
Characters like Maria, George, Cassandra, Tanya and Stacy, all have their own little moments which intertwine with Julie’s narrative as they interact, and prevent this inaugural literary endeavor from becoming a one-note narrative. If you’re looking for a steamy romance, this isn’t your book, and if you’re looking for fluff, this also may not be for you. If, however, you like something pleasant and engaging, something nice, in the best sense of that word, you’ll enjoy reading this as I did. Paris and London make for nice color, but they aren’t really what the book is about, and don’t play as much of a role as the characters, especially Julie’s personal growth.
I only occasionally dip into these waters, usually in the cozy mystery genre. Too often it’s a one-and-done for me. But Eventually Julie — her friend Maria runs an organic products store called Eventually You — was very nice, even refreshing in many aspects. It was like a finely made sweet confection from the candy shop — lollies, here in Australia — which doesn’t overwhelm your tastebuds with sugar, but lingers longer once it’s gone. For me, this fell firmly at the better end of this often mind-bogglingly frivolous genre, and I definitely intend to read the next book from author Anthea Syrokou.