But my tired brain can’t remember why I liked certain books or why I’d recommend skipping it. My sister-in-law asked if I’d read any good books lately and my mind went blank. I generally read over 100 books a year, and I note them down with a 1-10 rating, but then I forget what I liked about them. In case anyone reads this, I like romance, women’s fiction, and general fiction best. Steamy’s fine, and swear words don’t bother me. LBGQ+ is all good. If those bother you, then you will probably disagree with my book recommendations. In 2024, my highest rated books were: All The Right Notes - Dominic Lim (8.5), The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo - Taylor Jenkins Reid (8.5), Ghosting: A Love Story - Tash Skilton (8.5), We Could Be So Good - Cat Sebastian (8.5), Fangirl Down - Tessa Bailey (9), Mrs. Nash’s Ashes - Sarah Adler (9), The True Love Experiment - Christina Lauren (9), Not in Love - Ali Hazelwood (8.5), The Paradise Problem - Chris...
This book is perfectly fine. It was cute, and a quick read. The characters were likable enough. Daphne McFadden is tired of query letter rejections, so she pretends her new book is written by a man. Suddenly she has an offer for representation, so she hires Chris Stanton to be the face on the back of the book. But then the book sells a bajillion copies so Chris now needs to stand in and do interviews and a tour. He pretends to live a her house for an interview. There is a jealous neighbor who eventually connects some dots. Meanwhile sparks (sort of) fly. I didn’t feel the sparks so much. He’s a really buff hottie and she spends a lot of time ogling him, but their connection felt sudden to me. She’s at risk of being outed and has to decide if she wants to step out into the limelight. The consequences of her decision seemed like a nothingburger and were resolved in a couple lines. I’d read another Kelley Armstrong book.