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A review by arthuriana
It Started With A Kiss by Miranda Dickinson
5.0
You know, I said to myself one day, 'gee, chick-lit seems to be popular nowadays, I'll just check some reviews of the genre online to see if it's gonna click with me.' Thus, in doing so, I've discovered that, apparently, chick-lit was for middle-aged women and, rather negatively, those who were a sucker for sappy romance films and had nothing better to do than sigh about their love lives.
Then, I saw this book. I saw its cover and said, "my, what a gorgeous font!"* I saw the palette and appreciated its colors. I know that you should never judge a book by its cover, but, dear God, if that's a sin, then I'd surely be in hell. I'm deeply appreciative of really good covers, and when something looks pretty, there's a good chance that I'll read it.
Most often, this has resulted in bad tussles with the written word. When talking about covers, I'm most drawn to the YA genre (a dark, dark genre that I'm not sure I'd ever be ready to go back to) but those largely resulted in fails (some of which were so fail-tastic that I'm embarrassed to even mark them as read in Goodreads). Despite that, I still went and got the book.
Suffice to say, I'm really thankful that I've done so. This book, while containing not much action, contains a cast of richly drawn and fully realized characters, which accounts for about 99.9999999998% of how I judge a book. Dickinson manages to write off Rom's quest as heartwarmingly romantic without making it look stalker-ish. Although the fact that it could be seen as such is acknowledged in the book (and even more than acknowledged . . . but I hesitate to say more for fear of telling spoilers), which is something that I'm incredibly grateful for.
In conclusion: a quick, heartwarming read.
Then, I saw this book. I saw its cover and said, "my, what a gorgeous font!"* I saw the palette and appreciated its colors. I know that you should never judge a book by its cover, but, dear God, if that's a sin, then I'd surely be in hell. I'm deeply appreciative of really good covers, and when something looks pretty, there's a good chance that I'll read it.
Most often, this has resulted in bad tussles with the written word. When talking about covers, I'm most drawn to the YA genre (a dark, dark genre that I'm not sure I'd ever be ready to go back to) but those largely resulted in fails (some of which were so fail-tastic that I'm embarrassed to even mark them as read in Goodreads). Despite that, I still went and got the book.
Suffice to say, I'm really thankful that I've done so. This book, while containing not much action, contains a cast of richly drawn and fully realized characters, which accounts for about 99.9999999998% of how I judge a book. Dickinson manages to write off Rom's quest as heartwarmingly romantic without making it look stalker-ish. Although the fact that it could be seen as such is acknowledged in the book (and even more than acknowledged . . . but I hesitate to say more for fear of telling spoilers), which is something that I'm incredibly grateful for.
In conclusion: a quick, heartwarming read.