A review by crikhopit
Summerland by Elin Hilderbrand

2.0

I'm a big fan of the "throw away" read, the books that we read when we don't want to interpret or decipher or think. Elin Hildebrand is the self-defined "Queen of the Beach Novel," but could she please try harder to impress the people who are trying to meander through her books?

I felt like I was reading a Jodi Picoult novel, but instead of a WTF moment at the end of the book (which I can usually predict), there was a "oh, so that happened" moment towards the middle, and then the book trailed off into nothingness.