READ THIS IF:
– You’re still tiffed at your parents for not letting you adopt a raccoon when you were 5.
– You are a tall, dark, and handsome mosquito magnet.
– You’re tired of dropping “Alaskan Cruise Line” commercial hints to your spouse.
MY THOUGHTS:
Holy freaking cow. The setting of this book is intoxicating.
My heart practically sang when I read about the Alaskan wild. I’ve always wanted to visit Alaska, but now I’m watching Alaskan documentaries in our Houston home (current forecast: hot as Satan’s Anus). I have no idea if the culture, conditions, and hardships of the native people portrayed in this book are accurate but I’m now convinced I want to find out firsthand before I die. I found myself identifying with Jonah (the abrasive Yeti) most of all, and I share his belief that while technology may have its perks – it doesn’t equate to contentment or true human connection.
…Ironic that I say that while typing this on a laptop?
…For social media?
I DIGRESS.
I am also an absolute sucker for any theme of community and selflessness, and this book is teeming with it. If whole portions of this book don’t make you smile with hope, you need to check your soul for parasites.
That being said, the supporting male characters (Jonah and Wren) far overshadowed the main female character (Calla) and that put a damper on this story for me. In fact, Calla made this book feel too ‘Hallmark’ movie to me at times. I love cheesy Hallmark movies just as much as the next person, but it felt cheap when juxtaposed next to the incredible community this story portrays. While I enjoyed this book, I finished it not knowing if I wanted to continue the series.
Maybe I’ll revisit it later this winter. TBD.
All Booked Up 