This is a tricky one to rate; going with 2.5 rounded up. I love a merfolk story so this was very much up my alley, and the voice was delightful – snarky, distinctive, and genuinely funny without sounding like the author was trying too hard. It was just really fun to read.
Up until about the 60% mark, when I abruptly and totally lost interest and abandoned the book for days. I did finish eventually and it wasn’t a chore by any means, but the initial shine was gone for me once it became clear that basically, this plot was never really going to evolve and the main pairing’s practical merman/human compatibility hurdles were never going to be overcome.
It boils down to the fact that they were never going to be able to actually communicate, beyond, you know, soulmate bond, telepathy-adjacent emotional connection, epic sex, blah blah. That’s… not enough. I never doubted that they loved each other, in fact the author did a great job with the depths of their feelings (and the emotional devastation of their separations), but to me the idea of loving a person you can’t ever talk to, that you can’t exchange ideas and thoughts and problems and random daily observations with, isn’t romantic, it’s really fucking sad. It’s interesting because it made me think (harder than the book probably merits, lol) about what love means to me and how much I consider knowing a person to be an essential part of love. I guess that’s why soulmate-type stories (and the bonded mate stuff that a lot of shifter romances employ) don’t usually work for me. I want the characters to choose each other not because of some biological imperative but because of who the other person is, and to do that, you have to, well, know who the other person is.
That didn’t happen here. It can’t happen, apparently, because for whatever reason two otherwise perfectly compatible intelligent humanoids can’t work out a communication system that goes beyond super-basic gesturing? That didn’t necessarily make sense anyway, but what it ended up meaning was that Joe knows absolutely nothing about Dave-the-randomly-named-merman and, ultimately, because Joe is the narrator and we know what he knows, we don’t know zilch about Dave either. Apart from “he’s beautiful, super-possessive, acts like a dog a lot, lives in the sea, loves Joe,” that is. Joe learns nothing about merfolk culture. He never even learns Dave’s real name. They’re going to spend the rest of their relationship being temporary visitors in the other person’s world that they’re making zero effort to comprehend. And because all Joe ever thinks about is his communication-challenged merman romance and all the (many, many) attendant problems, we ultimately don’t know that much about him as a person either. (Didn’t help that both Joe, who’s pushing 40, and his BFF Jerry who’s meant to be in his sixties, talk and act like a pair of spazzy teenagers at all times.) It just made the whole story ring a little hollow, because essentially, it never goes very far beyond the quirky “boy meets merman” set-up.
There was some other stuff, like the appalling frequency with which Dave almost accidentally killed either Joe or Jerry due to not understanding how humans work, and the appalling ease with which those instances were dismissed (“soooo my merman bf tried to kill my BFF again bc he thought we were boning, LOL, nbd” basically), that made me feel kind of iffy about the whole thing as well.
But all that said, the style was still highly entertaining and I do want to check out some of this author’s other work.