I have a suspicion that the publicists missed the mark when promoting Laura Lee Smith’s Heart of Palm. I’m in no way qualified to make that statement (because really, I know nothing about how those publicists work) however I know what sort of books reach out from the shelves in a book shop and yell “Pick me! Pick me!”. Obviously something about Heart of Palm caught my attention (on Netgalley) but it was years ago, and each time I read the blurb again, I wondered what it was that had attracted me…
It presents as somewhat light-weight, possibly even straying into chick-lit territory. And that cover with the fancy script? File the book under mum-lit or family saga.
Now scrap all that I’ve implied. Continue reading
Confession: I can’t stand it when people say “I’ll lend you a book! You’ll love it!” The thing is I don’t like books thrust upon me. I hate feeling like I ‘have’ to read something and I really hate the pressure of having to read it immediately so that it can then be returned quickly. And what if I hate it? I actually only borrow books (or listen to recommendations) from a very, very small group of people. Very small. Boy… I sound like such a brat.
So, can you see where this is going? Nature Girl by Carl Hiaasen. It was ‘thrust upon me’ by a newish friend after I mentioned that I was partial to all things South Beach, Miami. Now I have to say that I would never have picked this book myself. From the blurb, it seemed to have a light crime element that is simply not my cup of tea. But this is why sometimes (just sometimes), it’s good to read out of your genre-comfort-zone. I enjoyed Nature Girl. It was light and fun but not in a chick-lit or lad-lit kind of way – both of which can stray into morose, navel-gazing territory. Continue reading