The best thing that I can say about this book is that it is completely consumable. I started reading this book at about eight thirty last night and I'm already finished with it. It's true that I couldn't put it down, but that's not necessarily because it was a fantastic read. It was just an easy read. An easy read that didn't demand too much of my mental capacity and allowed me to just consume it. It's completely forgettable, and, though I totally think of this series as brain candy, it's not the best brain candy that I've ever had.
As I was reading this book, I was reminded of the poll that EW is currently running on its website, awarding season finales of TV series with some interesting awards based upon fan responses. One of the categories is "Your Season Pass is now in Jeopardy." I feel that way with this series. This book is the 13th installment in this series, and the key ingredient that's missing? The characters don't really evolve, and that's completely unrealistic. What's more, Fluke's handing of the love triangle between Hannah, Mike, and Norman is not only unrealistic, but it's downright silly. I know that I wrote about this in my review in the previous installment of this series, and I still have the same axe to grind, but I think maybe this time, I can articulate myself much better. Fluke wants us to believe that her heroine and main character is really so clueless when it comes to men that she really can't see that Norman is the better choice than Mike? Particularly with the events that occur in this book. Hannah is basically forced to see that Mike loves her cooking, and he loves that she gives him cookies and coffee whenever he wants (and that's not a double entendre) but that he really has no consideration for her and has no real desire to be in a relationship where he has to give anything back to the person that he's with or even respect her, for that matter. He likes her for her "domestic" qualities if you will, but he doesn't see her as an intelligent woman nor can he accept her as she is. He only wants her to take care of him, and he has no clue how to treat a woman he claims to love. This is all to say that I find this love triangle completely insulting to female readers and Fluke makes it difficult for us to completely respect her main character when she can't even see what's right in front of her when it comes to her personal life. What I expect in a series is that the characters grow and mature and make life choices, and I guess that's what I want to happen in this series, but apparently that's not what Fluke intends. It's kind of like the difference between CSI and Castle. CSI only wants to focus on the crime and the process of solving the crime at the expense of any character development or investment in the characters' personal lives. Castle wants to focus on both and does a really nice job of dividing my attention between the crime (and its resolution) as well as developing the characters and the relationships between them. This is why I have come to enjoy Castle tremendously and stopped watching CSI altogether. The same can be said for this series. It's completely focused on the crime, and when it does focus on character development, it's just ridiculous. I know we are meant as readers to identify with Hannah, but I just can't identify with someone who is so wishy-washy when it comes to her personal life and can't see the forest for the trees. And personally, as a reader (and as a TV watcher) I'm only willing to allow the writers to string me along for so long. Apparently, my tolerance with this is much higher with TV shows that with reading--it's taken me 6 seasons of Bones to tire of being strung along and then when the writers finally try to give me what I have been waiting for, they completely screw it up--and it's taken me 13 installments of this series to tire of being strung along by Fluke and her inept handling of this love triangle. I'm not sure if I'll read the 14th installment. It's not on my bookshelf, so I'll have to make a conscious decision to buy it.
So in the end, this book helped to relieve some boredom, but left me primarily unsatisfied and wishing I had chosen another book to read. I'm glad that I can look at this book on my shelf and say that I've read it, but that's about all the satisfaction it will give me.