But like any well-trained marathon runner, hitting the wall can be in one’s cards, and DESTINY does exactly that in its last third. What held me enthralled for 700 plus pages suddenly became a chore. Redundancy and a sudden lack of interest best describe its symptoms. The author, though passionate and dedicated still, just loses her touch. Nothing can bring back the happiness of yesteryear, not even a big well-thought out tearjerker of a climax. Call me insensible, but I just couldn’t wait for it to end so I could move on to another novel. Which is sad, really, for Sally Beauman deserves all the attention. Just perhaps not mine.
DESTINY is now available digitally from Open Road Media Romance. And for those interested, the author also wrote a couple of Harlequins under the pseudonym of Vanessa James.
Until next post—Martin