I picked up this book thinking it would be a fun, light read about one of my favorite countries. What followed was probably one of the worst reading experiences I've ever had in my life.
This book is unrepentantly terrible. I'm not kidding, it's truly awful.
I've actually had to take a little time after finishing it just to collect my thoughts so I can feel like I'm shedding light on everything that was wrong with this seemingly normal romance book.
In the end, I decided to just do bullet points:
--The heroine is a 37 year-old American woman who is a mystery writer and goes to Scotland for a writer's conference in which she will be speaking. 3 pages are spent total on this. That is also the only 3 pages in the book where she talks about her career at all.
--For being 37, the heroine (Kathie) sure acts like a 14 year old. And not in a fun, life-affirming way either. She is always either flying into a rage or bursting into tears and throwing things at the hero. Unless, of course, she's getting so overwhelmed by his sexiness that she's forgetting her anger and jumping him like a horny goat. Most of the book she actually seemed more like she was genuinely developmentally disabled in some way. I don't say that as a joke or for a laugh. I say it as a PSA.
--She moves in with the hero (Iain) after 3 DAYS of knowing him. This means giving up her entire life in America, (her house, her friends, her family) and moving to the highlands of Scotland, a place she has never been to live on a farm which she has never done before and has no understanding of.
--!!!Speaks!!!In!!!Near!!!Constant!!!Exclamation!!!Marks!!!
--Frequently uses British slang like 'Bloody Hell' and various Scottish jargon even though—wait, let me check, yep, she's definitely still an American with an American accent. This is more of a personal pet peeve but holy shit does she make it annoying. It's CONSTANT throughout the book.
About 1/3 of the way into the book, decides it's her 'mission' to make Iain propose to her and say 'I love you'. Starts devoting all of her time to this but never actually talks to him about it or lets him know how she's feeling. She basically devotes a quarter of the book to tricking him into proposing to her. Need I say why this made my teeth grind?
--Thinks she's superior to everyone else. Always thinking snide comments about everyone around her. That would be fine if everyone wasn't always taking care to point out how 'kind' she is and how 'sweet' and 'good'. She's not. I wouldn't be friends with this woman if you paid me.
--Acts like a brat immediately toward the grown son of the hero, not bothering to question why he wouldn't take an instant shine to the woman who is moving in with his land-owning father after only knowing him for 3 days. She never resolves this and continues to play childish little games and pranks with him through the entire book.
--Drools over the hero's good-looking brother so much that it's actually embarrassing to read. If he's hot, fine. But practically licking your boyfriend (or, sorry, 'soulmates') brother in front of him is pretty messed up. Iain never said anything about it even though his ex-wife cheated on him before she left and this is later addressed in the book as a huge problem for him. Okay then.
But all of this is minimal compared to my two biggest problems with the book:
--Kathie's puritan views on sex of any kind. She's a 21st century woman who has been married once before and the author seems to be trying to write her as very modern but she gets grossed out every time that the sex that she's constantly having with her boyfriend is brought up or alluded to in any way. She doesn't want Iain telling his friends that they're together because then she knows they'll assume that she and he are 'Doing it', (her words, not mine). Meanwhile she's hanging off of him like mud, at one point even trailing along after him, holding onto his pockets as he walks. I guess she just wanted his friends to think he'd adopted her from some American orphanage? She's too embarrassed to talk about sex even when they are literally having it. She speaks in 'Um...gee' ellipsis so often during the '….Oh...... mercy!' sex scenes that even when I held back my vomit enough to read them closely, I could never actually figure out what he was supposed to be doing to her. I think, if it's possible the author may be even more embarrassed by sex than her character. Not sure why she's writing erotic romances, if that's the case.
This immaturity also extends to her limited usage of swear words. Look, I get it, not everyone is a potty-mouth and some people are made very uncomfortable by swearing but there's something about yelling out 'Glorioski!' when having an orgasm that's neither sexy nor funny and ended up just being nauseating.
All of these blushing Victorian sensibilities extend, of course, to her birth control which she doesn't like talking about or taking. Which OF COURSE leads to her getting accidentally pregnant. Iain has to be the one to tell her via a guessing game about the calender that any real grown woman would've won LONG before Klueless Kathie. She is so in the dark about her own menstrual cycle- through her own design – that she gets accidentally pregnant and a man has to be the one to point out that she's missed two periods. Oh, no, I'm sorry, Kathie doesn't refer to them as periods, instead going with the rage-inducing nickname of 'Mister Monthly Visitor' or 'MMV'. I will remind you, this is an almost 40 year old woman.
And problem #2:
--The villain- and I use that word in the most silent movie-esque sense – is a classic femme fatale. An ex of Iain's who is not quite finished with him and uses every opportunity to put Kathie down and belittle her (which, fuck you, Kathie. I agree with most of the shit she was saying). And, of course Iain just doesn't see that bad in her and won't tell her to go to hell. Give me a break.
Kathie spends so much time and energy worrying about the ex (Bridget) and thinking about her and obsessing over her that I actually started to wonder if Kathie might not be in love with her and I'd actually stumbled into a halfway decent book.
Kathie, once again, acts incredibly childish toward this woman (SHE STOMPS OFF IN A SNIT BEFORE SHE EVEN HAS A CONVERSATION WITH BRIDGET, BTW) much like a teenage girl who is worried about losing her boyfriend to a cheerleader. At least, that's how it played.
Kathie even describes Bridget as a 'Predator after my man'. Don't make me barf. Again.
I gather that we were supposed to be rooting for Kathie in the sparring scenes between these two when Bridget was throwing little cuts her way and Kathie was bragging about being the one to actually win the man but I was too distracted by the stone walls of feminism falling in on us all after so much work. Somewhere Tina Fey and Amy Poehler are crying, you guys.
At one point, in a stunning Kathie moment, she finds out that Bridget's ex-husband was abusive to her and automatically assumes that Bridget made it up without knowing any other information. Good job, sister suffragette. You're really making strides.
All of this comes to a head in the last chapter. Now, the last chapter is obviously important. It's where your characters are supposed to face their biggest challenge, the pinnacle of your plot. It's supposed to cleanly and concisely let us know what the real problem was all along and how it's gonna get solved.
Anyway, Iain yelled at Bridget and she stormed off in a huff. There. I just saved you ten bucks.
At some point, reading this book felt like what I imagine having Stockholm Syndrome might be like. I only finished it because I honestly wanted to see how bad it could get (worse and worse) and because I harbored the secret, if impossible hope that it would actually end with everyone dying. I'm giving it one star because I fear that giving it no stars would make people think that I had just forgotten to rate it. I didn't. This book sucks. Don't read it.