Haunted Spouse by Heather Allison
My rating: 2/5 cats
before reading this book:
ok, i pretty much HAVE to read this. i have not heard a more hilarious premise for a romance novel since Hand In Glove. “goddammit – i am being asked to construct a haunted house, but i hate haunted houses. i know!! my ex-wife!! she designs haunted houses for a living!!! WHAT ARE THE ODDS?????”
i neeeed this!
after reading this book:
ugggh – no i didn’t need this. this was not a good book. i don’t know how i could have been so fooled! a haunted-house construction plot, a couple reunited for a project given a second chance at love after their divorce, a cat on the cover, a title that is a pun??
and yet – it was bad. how can this be?
there is no intercourse in this book. which is fine – i don’t need to read about boring people doin’ it – but it is odd, isn’t it? for a romance novel to have no grown-up time? there are some kissy-face scenes, which cause toes (not mine) to curl and the world to move etc etc., and i guess since these people were married to each other before, the thrill of discovery is no longer there, it is just worth noting, i think.
but these characters = boring. he doesn’t respect her because she designs haunted houses for a living and he thinks she should be making skyscrapers or something more lasting. and yet he is suddenly in the market for a haunted house, for some charity thing he has found himself in charge of. worlds collide – boom! they find themselves attracted to each other again, somehow, even though he is engaged to some society type and she (his ex-wife) wears sequinned sneakers nearly every day. and ghost earrings. she’s a little…remedial, our heroine. she throws a lot of foot-stamping tantrums and wears a lot of pumpkins for a grown woman, is all i’m saying. not that there’s anything wrong with an adult female wearing clothing intended for children.
but we can’t all be charlize…
this book was just wicked dopey. and boring. i don’t know what i was expecting, really, but next time i get excited over the name of a book, and a silly silly plot, i am going to maybe pause a moment before running right off to abe.com.
maybe.
