Reviews, as we all know, are subjective. One person's taste on one day. Some people won't review a book they don't like (I won't myself).
Over the years I've had a lot of wonderful reviews, including one of the now defunct Gold Medals from Romantic Times. I've had some snorters, too, including those from people who are unfamiliar with some of the English English words I use and assume I made a mistake. That's life. You book a put out into the world and it's no longer yours. Either don't read the reviews or live with them.
Yesterday, though, was a review
Red Letter day.
Flirting With Italian earned Desert Isle Keeper status from
All About Romance, one of the toughest review sites on the planet (including
Smart Bitches Loves Trashy Books). You get a flavour from their opening salvo -
"This book sounded trite: A recently dumped heroine lands a dream job in Rome and meets a gorgeous Italian Count..."
But then it goes on...
"Fortunately, trite is the last thing it proved to be. While it started off light and pleasant, by the end I realize just how textured and deep the characters are, and how lovely the story is. This is a good one."
Be still my beating heart. She liked it...
The review is a long one, with a summary of the plot and then finishes -
"I enjoyed the author’s technique of beginning each chapter with an excerpt from Sarah’s blog. It helped show the changes she went through while in Rome, and also provided insights into her growing relationship with Matteo.
"I’ve never been to Rome or the outlying countryside, but the author brought them alive for me. I felt as if I was there, and could smell and see the sights right along with Sarah.
"I’ve read a quite a few of the author’s books. Some have been enjoyable while others were forgettable. As I closed the book on the last page I found myself crying a few happy tears. I loved this one and know I will read it again at some point in the future. It’s on my keeper shelf."
If you want to read the whole thing, you'll find it
here
Here is Liz. She is smiling...
