Private Arrangements
I got back from the RWA conference a few hours ago, and decided to indulge myself with a few hours of reading and quiet. Conference is amazing, but I’m a writer, Jim, not a schmoozer!
Plus, I got a lot of books while I was there, and who can resist that?
So…. six hours later, I finished reading a debut novel that blew my mind, Sherry Thomas’s Private Arrangements.
Oh, Sherry. My metaphorical hat is most decidedly off to you.
This book is delicious, from enticing start to delectable finish. It took me far away from Texas, to the beautiful, rich, intricately luscious England of the last few decades of the 1800’s. Camden and his Gigi are strong, vital people who scheme and plot to win each other’s love and their story kept me reading from the moment I picked it up until I reluctantly put it down. I didn’t want to say goodbye, and I still don’t. Thank you Sherry!
I wish I could send all you people out there in cyberspace to the bookstores to buy this great book, but it’s not available in bookstores until March of next year. (That’s right, I have a precious “ARC” or Advanced Reading Copy. Muahaha.) I’m a really nice person, though, and I’m going to think of a way to share this with someone out there… it won’t just sit on my shelf. Wanna get lucky?
In early 2008 Michelle left a fulfilling career as interactive director in an integrated marketing agency to pursue her passion for writing great stories filled with fascinating, intense, real characters who will do anything necessary to achieve their dreams. She’s co-written the audio-play of a Louis L’Amour short story produced by Bantam and Beau L’Amour, worked as an executive assistant for a Hollywood publicist, taught English in Spain, and enjoyed the lofty title of Romance Director running the personals sections of a newsweekly in Los Angeles. She lives in Austin, Texas and spends her spare time adding poems to
You are not saying this just to be nice, are you, Michelle?
I’m so glad you liked it. And thank you for taking the time to write a review.
No, when I am being nice I say nice things, and they sound… nice. I don’t rant and rave and slobber and generally make a fool of myself worshiping the keyboard an author types on. Consider your keyboard worshiped.