This isn’t a real review, but I needed an excuse to post something this month, because yes, I’ve become a slacker, but I will post something each month even if it kills me! And this book almost did.
In June, I decided to start a reading journal to keep track of all the books I read and that, judging by the blog's current state, I’ll probably never review. This is what I wrote about Heroes Are My Weakness:
SEP hates women, and I hate myself for enjoying this.
I guess I should also mention that it’s a 547-page Jane Eyre
Plus, the book is filled with female characters, and they are all horrible people. The only two who aren’t terrible are the heroine and the plot moppet. Everyone else is either pathetic, mean, or worse, a hurtful stereotype of mental illness (who is also pathetic and mean).
And because I was clearly lying when I said that this was a one-line review, I should also mention that the book is almost compulsively readable, but still, I regret reading it because it left me feeling conflicted and vaguely ill. Seriously, friends, what happened to the good all times when SEP’s heroines were constantly humiliated and/or sexually abused their future heroes?
Grade: I don't know. Why do you keep asking this?
The dead of winter.Heroes Are My Weakness by Susan Elizabeth Phillips
An isolated island off the coast of Maine.
A sinister house looming over the sea ...
He's a reclusive writer whose macabre imagination creates chilling horror novels. She's a down-on-her-luck actress reduced to staging kids' puppet shows. He knows a dozen ways to kill with his bare hands. She knows a dozen ways to kill with laughs.
But she's not laughing now. When she was a teenager, he terrified her. Now they're trapped together on a snowy island off the coast of Maine. Is he the villain she remembers or has he changed? Her head says no. Her heart says yes.
It's going to be a long, hot winter.
William Morrow. August 26, 2014