More to Love – Alison Bliss

More to Love

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This is the 3rd Book in the Perfect Fit Series: Size Matters – Alison Bliss and On the Plus Side – Alison Bliss are the first two.

First of all, I was really surprised by Max in this book. He was nothing like I thought he would be. There were parts that I saw snippets of who I thought he was (like bending Jessa over the damn kitchen table), but for the most part I had no idea where Alison was going with him!

I did enjoy reading the psychology of losing weight and try to keep it off from the male point of view. I know from doing weight watchers, that if you’re not careful you can become super obsessed with all of it. I wonder what happens when you meet your goal weight, for real. That obsession doesn’t just go away, right?

Max lies to Jessa about being the health inspector so she’ll move her food truck and stop stealing business from Pop’s restaurant. As you can imagine, because of this there are some funny and some cringeworthy scenes in the book! We even get to see some of Logan…. sigh… I love me some Logan.. ❤

 

On a side note – When I was about halfway through the book, Alison posted in an event group I am in on Facebook. She seemed super nice, and hinted that there may be some more Perfect Fit books in the future! Yay!

 

 

Every Breath You Take: A True Story of Obsession, Revenge, and Murder – Ann Rule

Every Breath you take

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Damn-it, I know I keep saying I’m not going to read any more Ann Rule books, but then they catch my eye at the library, and I can’t fucking help myself! This book is 681 pages, and it took me a long ass time to read! The family and I drove to Texas 2 weeks ago and drove back on Saturday, so I spent a lot of the time that I was in the passenger seat reading.

This book was tragic and fucked up. Being married to an abusive spouse would be hard enough, but getting divorced and remarried and still have to endure abuse from him? Ugh. Poor Sheila. All I could think of the last part of the book were her poor kids who had to grow up without a mom. And 2 of who had to live knowing that their bio father was responsible. It’s all horrific.

I googled the case to see more pictures, and read that Allen died in prison in 2014. I’m sure that’s a small comfort to those who loved Sheila.

For real tho, this is my last Ann Rule book for awhile!

The worst of it

I hate not finishing a book. It irritates me in ways that I can’t even explain. I’m a finisher. I am not a live-in-the-moment kind of person. Honestly. I’m a memory-steeper. I very rarely am “I am having so much fun right now!”. I’m usually “We are making a great memory!”. So, I can’t wait until something is done and the memory is there. I don’t know why I’m like that. I’ve always been like that. Maybe that’s why I’ve always had my camera. I’d go to camp as a kid, and take 5 rolls of film. I have hundreds and hundreds of pictures of people, places, and things (yes, all the nouns) that I don’t remember.

Anyway… Finisher.. Yes. I like the checkmark. I did this. I read this. I watched this. I love To-Do Lists. It may be a problem.

Sidetrack City – I’ve had way too much coffee today and nothing to eat, and I feel like I’m about to take flight and my brain is ADD unfocused.

 

You know what is worse than not finishing a book? Finishing a bad book. But as I’ve come to read more and more Indie and Kindle Unlimited books, some stories are not meant to be finished. I don’t write bad reviews very often. I really try hard not too, because some things are very clearly subjective. I don’t like “Daddy” books. ugh. I don’t understand people who like them. But, that is their thing. I’ve read some of one. And it was just a friends older brother book where she started calling him daddy, so it wasn’t a older man/younger woman daddy book. And I couldn’t finish it. Of course, she called him daddy all the damn time and it lost even the remoteness of tabooness, it just turned into a sister’s annoying friend at that point. I wrote a 1* review of it. And the 1* was generous, but I couldn’t leave a review with it.

You know what’s worse than finishing a bad book? Finishing a bad book that the author sent you and knowing you have to email the author and tell them it was bad. Gah. I really like this author, who I’ll call Jenny, and I’ve really like everything I’ve read by her. Then, I get an audio ARC from her, and I’m so excited. So I listen to it. And I sit for 4 days past from when my review was due. Just sit. Because it’s pretty bad. Like. I don’t like either of the main characters (I like the man more than the woman), and although I like the woman’s voice, the man’s voice is crap for the character. So, I had to write her an email. Because I have this arc. I can’t just ignore it. It’s not going to go away. So, instead of leaving a horrible review, I have to email her and let her know that I did not like it. And now, I’m sad that I’m afraid that I’ve hurt her feelings, and I’m scared I’m never going to get another ARC from her. Boo.

You know what is worse than that? Looking at other people’s reviews and seeing that they feel the same way about it that I did. Because now I hate that Jenny has to see all of this, and I wish Jenny was my friend in real life so that I could take her out for some tequila and some crying and move on. Because Jenny is a great author. And I’ve read books that she’s written after this one, and they are great. And I’m glad that I’ve read other things by her, because I would be super sad if I never read anything else by her because of this book.