Book & Author Details:
Somewhere In Between by Shelly Briley
Publication date: September 28th 2015
Genres: Adult, Romance
Tattoos are starting to look sexy. I didn’t always think so, but the older I get, the more I’ve started thinking I like a man with a few tattoos. I don’t want to get married again. I don’t want anyone living with me. I don’t want a steady boyfriend. I want to do what I want, when I want. I’ve spent my whole adult life raising kids and worrying about other people. My daughter graduates from high school in a couple of months and leaves for college. I will, for the first time in my life, be living all by myself. I want to be selfish for once in my life. I want to be single and have fun. And I want to find a guy that will rip my clothes off, throw me down, pull my hair, bite me… I want wild monkey sex. A man with tattoos just looks more like he would be into wild sex than a guy in a suit. I don’t want an accountant. I don’t want a Hells Angel either, but how about something in between?
18+ for content, language and sexual content
I read a lot of romance across a wide variety of sub genres. I have fairly wide ranging tastes and I find a lot of enjoyment in the pages of the books. Unfortunately, I’m afraid that this book didn’t work for me, and if you have read any of my other reviews, you will know that I don’t relish writing ones like this.
The first problem I had was that the book was just too long for the story it was telling, and is in desperate need of a good editor to cut the superfluous sections.
That aside, I found the narrative itself was bland; practically monotone. I didn’t make any connection with the story or the characters. It was almost like reading a shopping list.
The repetitive use of the same descriptive language and a female lead who was just unlikeable were, sadly, further nails in the coffin of my enjoyment of this book.
If there are any highlights, I would point to the relationship between Ashley and her kids. That feels more natural, and flows much better, with moments of humour and awkwardness which fitted into the story in a very organic manner.
For me though, it didn’t rescue the story.