Beach Read by Emily Henry

I saw a ton of early praise for this book so I requested it from my library. For an author I haven’t read before I like to take it for a test drive before making a purchase.

I had seen so many exuberant five star reviews for this book that I went in with high expectations, all while trying to tell myself it can’t be THAT good since high expectations often lead to big disappointments. Guess what? It is that good. 5 stars good. ⁣

It started a little slow for me, but once it got going I couldn’t put it down. The writing is crafted so perfectly, it gave me that falling in love for the first time, butterflies in my stomach type of feeling. ⁣

January is great but Gus is such a wonderful book boyfriend. Grumpy, yet not jerky. Loving but guarded. Moody but swoony. ⁣

Together they learned to move pass past mistakes- both theirs and things that were done to them. They have actual realistic communications (and miscommunication) and emotions. Neither is perfect… but perhaps they are perfect for each other.

Blurb (stolen from Goodreads):

A romance writer who no longer believes in love and a literary writer stuck in a rut engage in a summer-long challenge that may just upend everything they believe about happily ever afters.

Augustus Everett is an acclaimed author of literary fiction. January Andrews writes bestselling romance. When she pens a happily ever after, he kills off his entire cast.

They’re polar opposites.

In fact, the only thing they have in common is that for the next three months, they’re living in neighboring beach houses, broke, and bogged down with writer’s block.

Until, one hazy evening, one thing leads to another and they strike a deal designed to force them out of their creative ruts: Augustus will spend the summer writing something happy, and January will pen the next Great American Novel. She’ll take him on field trips worthy of any rom-com montage, and he’ll take her to interview surviving members of a backwoods death cult (obviously). Everyone will finish a book and no one will fall in love. Really. 

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