Yes, I’m back again. Finally! I never thought keeping up with this blog while I was in school would be so difficult. I had no idea it would be so hard for me to get back on once I had graduated. I’m not quite sure why it’s been so hard. Maybe it goes back to the fear I harbor of allowing myself to write. It might be that I feel as though I’ve already failed by allowing so much time to pass without making a post. Or maybe it’s just that I’ve waited so long since reading this sweet book that I’m afraid I won’t be able to do it justice. Most likely? A combination of all of the above.
Well, whatever the case may be, I’m returning full force as of today. I’ve missed my little blog. I’ve missed writing about the literary life. And I’ve missed sharing beautiful stories like this one with anyone who is willing to read a review of mine.
As I mentioned before, it’s been so long since I read this sweet little book that I’m afraid no review I can write will quite do it justice, but I can say that it was a joy to read. I’m a sucker for a good hate-to-love story, and that’s exactly what this is. However, this is one of those good hate-to-love stories where the disconnect at the beginning is so strong that it seems just a little bit hard to believe that anyone could work through that. But I also realize that in a story like this, that’s part of the point. Even when there’s a world of difference between two people, an open heart can lead to an amazing relationship.
My favorite part of this book, however, wasn’t the love story or the message of unity, it was the descriptions of the ocean. I’ve only been to the ocean once in my memory, and I don’t really consider myself a water person, but wow, the way Ilima Todd described the experience of being in the water made me long for it. It’s one of the few times I’ve really been able to understand the love people have for the ocean.
The scenes in the ocean were so good they distracted from the less amazing parts of the story. But I couldn’t get through an honest review without mentioning that there were a few too many passages that seemed too similar to Disney’s Pocahontas. I understand that the base story is a classic one, and one that can be retold with originality until the end of time. However, some plot points just matched up so well I was left distracted and thinking about the Disney movie.
Overall, this book was a fun read and one I’m glad I got to experience. The lovely descriptive language alone was enough to make the book worthwhile, and the sweet story wrapped it up in a nice little bow.
Cleanliness: Clean as a whistle!
Recommend: Clean romance fans or fans of culturally educational stories.