Leah
Written on Sep 13, 2013
I really love the idea of home improvements and I love shows like DIY SOS so I was really pleased to see the plot of Amelia Grey was about a house renovation. I imagined it would be something like the film The Money Pit, a quirky, funny read, but it was a bit more serious and a lot less fun than I expected. The novel just seemed to motor on, ticking all the Chick Lit boxes as it did so and I was never really 100% vested in the novel, I wasn’t bothered if Amelia and Jack would make it through the renovations unscathed or if their cottage would ever be finished. Amelia could have been such a great character, but I felt like she never really came to life for me. She just seemed so flat and uninspiring. I totally get that home renovations are difficult, and money can be tight etc and in that regard the novel was very realistic and I appreciated how much strain can be put on a marriage when there’s a cottage to totally gut and put back together, but I dunno I just found myself not as interested as I wanted to be in the novel.
Amelia Grey’s Fireside Dreams will undoubtedly have its fans, because it is the perfect book to curl up with during the Winter months (or what passes as Winter months in Tenerife! :) ) I just appear to be in a bit of a reading slump recently, and I think I need some kind of butt-kicking book, something absolutely shocking to pull me out of my slump and this one wasn’t it. Which is a massive shame, actually. Abby is such a popular author and it is a solid novel, and I did finish it in the day, it just didn’t capture me the way I wanted it to, I wasn’t overtly interested in Amelia or Jack, although I did enjoy reading about the house being renovated, I did like to imagine all the colours being painted on the walls, and the beautiful claw-footed bath tub. It just didn’t work for me, really. It was OK and it ticked all of the boxes, it just didn’t blow me away and currently I’m trying to find a book that will blow me away, because I need something like that to jolt me out of my reading slump.