Probably My Last Cora Carmack Book…

Finding It by Cora Carmack



Cutesy nicknames?

Immature main character?

All present and accounted for.

As it turns out, I’m just not interested in watching a spoiled white girl drink and sleep her way through Europe. I’m actually surprised at this because I generally like characters who aren’t afraid of their sexuality and aren’t afraid of casual sex. But it all felt really shallow and superficial. I never felt any depth from Kelsey and I couldn’t work up any sympathy for her at all. From reading reviews apparently she’s been through some tough shit but I never would have guessed that since the first quarter of the book just makes it seem like she’s killing time and money until she has an epiphany about life. I finally called it quits when Hunt started calling her “Princess” and things started getting a little too melodramatic.

I thought I really enjoyed Cora Carmack, but now I think that Faking It was just a one off. Since the elibrary likes to get books out of order, I started with Faking It and loved it! The characters were refreshing – bad girl meets good boy – and the chemistry between them jumped off the page. But then I read Losing It and felt very meh about it. And now having not even finished Finding It, I’m not sure that I’d try anything else by this author again. Not my cup of tea apparently.

Next up, The Bride Wore Size 12. Think I can get past the first 25% of a book? We’ll see!

The Collector by Victoria Scott

The Collector by Victoria Scott


You know when you’re reading a book and there’s nothing wrong with it but you just have a feeling that it’s not going to get any better? And you just finished the most amazing book and you have other really exciting prospects lined up? And you’ve hit page 150 and nothing really exciting has happened and you kind of want to keep reading to finish it but you get that other feeling that you’re just not going to get anything out of this book?

Since I hit my annual goal of 52 books/year I think I stopped feeling the need to pump up that number with quick, though not very enjoyable, reads. So now that I’m far past 52, I think that I’ve just decided not to waste my time on books that I’m not getting anything out of.

I really enjoyed the first part of this book. I started it on a lazy Sunday afternoon and before I knew it, I was already on page 60. I was having fun. Dante Walker was a really enjoyable character to me, he was funny, charming, and so cocky it made me laugh out loud. But then I kinda felt like I knew where this story was going. Dante starts to warm up to Charlie and blah blah blah. Everything felt really cliché. When he takes her out to party, he expects her to walk down the stairs in spectacular She’s All That fashion.


And then he keeps focusing on how not pretty she is and how to change her to make her beautiful and I stopped reading.

I can see why people liked this book, and if it was at the beginning of the year, I’d probably slog through it for a 3 star rating but…