Love Letters by Katie Fforde
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Three and a half stars.
I'm having a bit of a Katie Fforde binge instead of reading my NetGalley arcs, aided and abetted by Amazon who keep offering them at 99p or £1.99.
I liked this story of the shy librarian Laura Horsley who ends up organising a literary festival at the local stately home and persuades Ireland's greatest living author, heart-throb and notorious recluse Dermot Flynn to turn up.
However, it wasn't without its faults. I don't understand why Dermot suggested that Laura sleep with him to get him to attend the festival, nor do I understand why he was prepared to have sex with her, drunk as she was, until she passed out. I found both of those things distasteful. In fact, I found Dermot's behaviour to be inexplicable generally and I think the novel would have benefited from the reader having better insight into Dermot's motivations - you know where everyone can see the reasons for his actions except Laura. As it was, by the end of the book I felt I still had questions over Dermot's behaviour.
Nevertheless, this has all of Katie Fforde's trademark English charm, country houses, glorious countryside, engaging characters and a fun plot.
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