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A review by popgoesbitty
One True Loves by Taylor Jenkins Reid
2.0
CWs: death of a spouse
It's rare that I use the word hate. It's rarer that I use the word hate toward a book. It's rarest that I use the word hate toward a book that's well-written.
I hated this book.
I gave it a rather optimistic go because, well, TJR's last three novels were incredible. I even call her my favorite author in the sense that her [newer] novels are some of the most consistently amazing standalones I've ever read.
As I stated before, One True Loves wasn't poorly written. I don't think TJR is capable of that. However, it was everything else about it. The message of the book? People change, love is, in fact, NOT everlasting, a woman's haircut matters a whole lot, to the point where a guy will fall out of love with you? WHAT?
I could go on, but I won't.
This felt unquestionably juvenile compared to her more recent stuff. And I'm not saying contemporary "chick-lit" (I hate that label) is juvenile. I read it all the time, respect it, and love it! It was just everything else. Ugh.
My biggest takeaway? I am so happy TJR went a more historical, literary route in recent years because that's where she shines. (For those who've fallen in love with TJR's newer stuff and wanted to go back in the archives, skip this one.)
It's rare that I use the word hate. It's rarer that I use the word hate toward a book. It's rarest that I use the word hate toward a book that's well-written.
I hated this book.
I gave it a rather optimistic go because, well, TJR's last three novels were incredible. I even call her my favorite author in the sense that her [newer] novels are some of the most consistently amazing standalones I've ever read.
As I stated before, One True Loves wasn't poorly written. I don't think TJR is capable of that. However, it was everything else about it. The message of the book? People change, love is, in fact, NOT everlasting, a woman's haircut matters a whole lot, to the point where a guy will fall out of love with you? WHAT?
I could go on, but I won't.
This felt unquestionably juvenile compared to her more recent stuff. And I'm not saying contemporary "chick-lit" (I hate that label) is juvenile. I read it all the time, respect it, and love it! It was just everything else. Ugh.
My biggest takeaway? I am so happy TJR went a more historical, literary route in recent years because that's where she shines. (For those who've fallen in love with TJR's newer stuff and wanted to go back in the archives, skip this one.)