In Winter, my reading about gardening takes the place of my gardening, so I'm already in that phase where I'm accumulating things to read for the winter. There are times I like serious gardening texts and times that I'd rather vegetate in what is the garden equivalent of a summer read. You know what I'm talking about; those mostly mindless novels that have a little gardening, a little mystery, and a lot of relaxation.
To be frank, I think Mums The Word was an engaging read, but I don't know how many of the rest of the series I'll be reading. Don't get me wrong, they are good, but they are definitely written for a female market, and (as a middle-aged, hopelessly archaic, male) I'm just not the prime demographic. In Mums The Word, the villains are easily recognizable, the women are often victims of bad dates and bad men, and there is a gratuitous hunk named Marco who makes several appearances as Abby's rescuer and heartthrob. Being male, and hoping for a twist in the plot, I kept expecting Marco to turn out to be one of the bad guys, but, no, he just stayed a sweaty, bodice-ripping savior. Really didn't do much for me since I never could understand the pirate-lusty maiden genera. Carrying the book around bothered me a little as well, because, as you can see above, the cover is designed a little frilly and pastel-colored for my tastes. Maybe I can put a plain book cover over the next one?
I thought I had already blogged about the other author, Ann Ripley, whose series I finished long ago, but it turns out that I haven't. I guess I'll make this week a "two-fer" on that front so stay tuned in a couple of days for that review. And in the dead of winter, when you're staring out the window at a snow-covered landscape, Mums The Word could be just your ticket. If you are a middle-aged or older female who likes pirate novels. Hey, come to think of it, Mrs. ProfessorRoush might like this one.