To be honest I mainly started reading this book because I was secretly hoping to get a job at the used bookstore where I bought it. I always think it’d be fun to work in a bookstore. Especially in a used book store. The increasingly antiquated space seems to be a huge draw for like-minded bookies like moi-self, and so I hang out in them often…for extended period of time. I drag friends in with me who inevitably get bored long before I’m done touching every book.
As I was browsing, the owner (“future Kat,” I think to myself) nudges me toward Diana Gabaldon’s Outlander. “This is the first book in The Outlander Series,” she tells me. “They just started shooting the pilot!”, she tells me. “Destined to be the next Game of Thrones,” she tells me.
She wanted me to read this book. Badly. I aim to please, people. But then, the moment I pulled out the old Mastercard at the cash register she leans in and whispers, “And there’s some pretty spicy scenes in it, too.” If it were possible to wink using only your vocal chords, she had just accomplished it.
So! I read it. All eight-hundred-fifty-some-odd pages within four days. That is a sign of a good read, I’d say. My only regret was that I didn’t document some sort of reaction video. Though I dragged myself through the first one hundred pages (this is my “minimum read” page number), I was soon totally caught up in all of its sprawling-historical-fiction glory. Set in the Highlands, it was exciting, interesting, well written, and had a great, sexy romance–really, it’s all that you could want from a genre book.
And then it happened. And if you haven’t read it, I’m not going to spoil it for you. But be warned: Don’t let this book lull you into a false sense of security. Oh boy. Oh. Boy. Yikes. YIKES. Ah. AH.
If you have read this, you may know what I’m referring to. Without revealing anything, I will just say that I didn’t think that I would ever recover, as a human, from what happens. Yikes.
I will definitely read the next book in the series, Dragonfly in Amber, and I can’t wait. I am going to read something else in the meantime (suggestions are always welcome). Maybe I’ll get it over the holiday season, or more pointedly: Whenever I have four full days to spare.
I hope you enjoyed this review, and let me know if you’re thinking about reading it! I may even lend you my copy of Outlander. But not until I re-read all the Jamie/Claire scenes. *insert dreamy sigh*