Publication date: May 19 2020
Published by: Berkley
Genre: Contemporary, Adult, Romance
They're polar opposites.
In fact, the only thing they have in common is that for the next three months, they're living in neighboring beach houses, broke, and bogged down with writer's block.
Until, one hazy evening, one thing leads to another and they strike a deal designed to force them out of their creative ruts: Augustus will spend the summer writing something happy, and January will pen the next Great American Novel. She'll take him on field trips worthy of any rom-com montage, and he'll take her to interview surviving members of a backwoods death cult (obviously). Everyone will finish a book and no one will fall in love. Really.
I wasn't a fan of this one :/ It fell flat for me and in my opinion, it is way overhyped.
To
be honest, its premise didn't really draw me in, but seeing how much
every one else loved it, I thought why not? But see, I knew better. And
somehow I still fell for the hype. I should have trusted my instinct and
steered clear.
The good:
January and Gus's banter. It was witty and funny and it actually made me laugh out loud a couple of times.
The bad:
Everything else.
The
story was not convincing at all. Too many "coincidences" and too much
far-fetchedness (pretty sure that's not a word), even for a romance
book.
Plus, I thought it was a bit sexist. You have a woman author
who writes romance books one one side, and a guy author who writes
fiction novels on the other. Now, the romance genre is presented as the
laughingstock of the literary world, while fiction is a "serious" genre.
The whole story is about the woman author trying to prove to the guy
author that her work needs to be takes as seriously as his.
Um why?
Isn't that sort of a given? And if the guy doesn't think they are both
equals, why the hell am I even reading about him? Why would the woman
need to prove anything? And not only this, but we got to see her
struggling to write a "serious" book, but never find out how the guy's
romance book came out. Only that he got more money for it, which: duh.
Also,
you know what I am just over in books with even a hint of romance? How
women are all nervous wrecks when they talk to a guy, practically
spazzing and constantly questioning everything they say, while the guy
is so calm, and cool and whatever he says sounds like the most
interesting thing ever?
That's what happened here. There is a scene
in Gus's car where he and January talk and she was just a hot mess, even
her thoughts didn't make any sense, and Gus was so chill, but kind of
arrogant too, especially when he saw the effect he had on January. Why
can't women have that effect on men in romance novels? Why do women have
to be the insecure ones ALL.THE.TIME?
I wanted to yell at her "Get it together girl!"
Spoiler alert: she didn't get it together.
The
ending was even more painful when Henry tried to force the "January's
dad is a good person after all" down my throat. He was scum, no matter
how many soppy letters he writes.
Plus the insta love came out of
nowhere! Obviously, I expected these two to end up together, but all
this professing of love after they slept together once and Gus being
such a dick to January after? Nuh-uh. Not buying it.
Beach Read wasn't for me. It was slow paced (agonisingly bad, more like) and not interesting at all.
There are so many contemporary romances out there which are far better than this. Don't waste your time.
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