Knit, Purl, Hurl…again?

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I try to read quality books, I really do.  I try to do a little research before picking one up at the bookstore, or ask my librarian or the owner of my favorite bookstore or usually my brilliant husband will pick one up that he’s heard about and thinks I would enjoy and I, inevitably, do!

So, why did I subject myself to the torture of reading the sequel  if I didn’t like the 1st one to begin with?

Because I’m a glutton for punishment.  Or so you’d think…

But in reality, my darling neighbor and her Mom gave me the 1st and 2nd books to read and keep, and I feel as though I owe it to them to read both and discuss both with them.  Though as my hubby points out (he’s much smarter than I am), I will now be forced to only discuss my opinion of the books superficially, not in great depth, because to honestly report my critique would come across as hoity-toity and unappreciative!

This book was so obviously written in a rush, to quickly appease the publisher’s demands for the sequel.

It is so blatantly contrived and predictable.

Which is ok, to a point, in a work of fiction.  Foreshadowing can make for a fun guessing game for the reader, if it’s cleverly executed.  And, not everything is true when you tell a story, but it should feel as though it could be a possibility.

Yet, how likely is it that of the 7 Friday Night Knitting Club members, 4 of them end of summering in Italy?  Or that their lives all end up working out in the end?

SPOILER ALERT:  (Only considered thus if you can deem any plot in this book worthy of withholding “disclosure”!)

 

 

 

Points of this book were deserving of severe eye-rolling, such as when Anita finds out her long-lost sister is really the Italian vineyard owner (the guy who is dating Catherine)’s mother-in-law.  And that Peri’s purses are “discovered” in Italy, along with Georgia’s dresses, to make everyone rich and famous.

Everyone in the end becomes rich, or rich & famous.

By knitting?  Really?!

Ok, maybe not all of them become rich and famous through knitting, but the reasons are just as far-fetched.

The author is no dummy.  She does a good job of using metaphors throughout the book and certainly ties up a lot of loose ends, but perhaps too neatly and too fantastically.

In summation, the book was a flop.

I guess being a big reader is like watching a lot of television shows or movies…you’re bound to come upon a few that are terrible.  It’s the law of averages:  the more you read, the more you’ll read books you like and the more you’ll run into those you don’t.

I can tell you that this book is not worth your time. It is not even really worth mentioning. I only do, because I hope that this “advice” will help you steer clear of it and find something more enjoyable to curl up with in front of a roaring fire this winter!

And yet when my lovely neighbor asks what I thought about it, using the words of my 4 yr old little girl,  I’ll delicately answer, “It wasn’t really my favorite.”

 

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