From GoodReads: Overweight and dull. That’s how I felt.
My grandfather and brother died. I hid inside a black cave deep in my soul, numbed for a decade on meds, booze, and bad love, married to my glorious career.
My name is Liz Snow, from Atlanta, Georgia, and this is my story.
One hot summer I fell hopelessly in love with successful attorney, Peter William Hendrix III, from Chattanooga, Tennessee. We bonded because of Shelley and Keats. Pete introduced me to the works of modern English poet, Jack O. Savage, It was like The Poet was drawing us together through his blogs and poems, like he had a message for my life and my love with Pete Hendrix.
I lived it in my heart and soul.
It all went tragically wrong once I learned Pete’s secret.
As September ends I jet to London, England with an unstable mind and a broken heart. Pete Hendrix betrayed me big time. There was no time for revenge. My life was a kaleidoscope of stabbing shards of pain.
London ignored me. Maybe I didn’t exist. I was lost and lonely in a flat in Kensington. I hear that Jack O. Savage will make a rare public appearance. I wrangle an invitation to the art gallery where he is reading. I was curious. Somehow, he was the cause of my trouble. The rock-star-with-words was even more damaged than I.
Jack O.Savage, The Poet became my friend. Then, an unexpected kiss at a county fair on a perfect English summer’s day changed everything forever. Jack the man became my lover.
Magic.
My elusive dream of a lifelong love began. If Pete was what I’d always wanted, Jack was what I always needed. The mystery unraveled as the kaleidoscope of my broken life evolved and I found myself living a rainbow of perfect bliss.
Sometimes when you believe it’s the end, it’s only the beginning.
September Ends is a contemporary romance with erotic and supernatural elements bound by poetry. It reveals the intricate web of passion and desire which entangles Liz Snow, Pete Hendrix and Jack O. Savage. The story is told through Liz Snow’s diary, Jack O. Savage’s poetry, and from letters sent across the Atlantic. Traveling throughout the lushness of a summertime in Tennessee and Georgia, September Ends journeys into the elegance of London’s West End and is finally settled in the countryside of Cornwall, England, a decade later.
September Ends is a story of sin, redemption and salvation through love because love happens when we least expect it.
Review…
September Ends had the promise of being an amazing book, moving and thought-provoking but it’s quite the opposite. The first few chapters, I was hooked and the writing was beautiful but then after the first 15% into it, the writing was choppy, the dialogue felt forced and the characters felt one-dimensional.
A few issues I had with the book was the insta-love and sexual conversations over email, I didn’t buy it. Is it possible to fall in love over emails? It’s improbable but definitely possible, but still, I didn’t buy it. The black and white photos in the book were a complete distraction. And I’m not one for looking at pinched nipples, women in lingerie or boob shots in general and I’m not a prude by any means but it was just silly because it felt like a picture book. You’ll make me a lazy reader if you show me versus telling me.
Liz is on a journey to find healing after she suffers the loss of her brother. The way she copes is by writing and and over time she meets Peter through an email, which then moves into a chat-room of sorts, it’s a bit weird because I’m not sure that chat rooms exist anymore but who knows, I could totally be wrong or maybe I am a prude and I just don’t know it.
The reviews out there are glowing, so clearly readers have received it well. While the book has an interesting concept, I couldn’t connect to the story or the characters for the various reasons I’ve listed and there’s really not much more I can say.
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