~Review by ~Jan~
A Love Letter to Whiskey by Kandi Steiner
*****5 Stars for all the hell it put me through.*****
With over 150 books read in 2016 , A Love Letter to Whiskey is one of my Top 5.
It is funny how a story can pull me totally in, as if what is happening there is my own business, when in fact, it is not. I am only the reader.
I am pointing this out because I’ve read stories where I am totally engrossed by, yet they keep me on my seat, contained and hypnotized, like watching a movie. Open mouth and all, drooling. Some were brilliant, 5 reads.
And then there are the others, where I cross an invisible line and stop being a reader to become a character.
I think and think and I cannot find why or what triggers this magic portal open to me. Normally, when it happens, I put myself in the heroine’s shoes.
This time, I couldn’t.
From the start, I knew it would be a difficult read. I just didn’t realize how much. Before I even reached the middle it escalated for an extra#hard#extra#difficult#ohnoshit level.
I heard when the ring of the alarm bell went on, telling me to get the hell out of the story, but my instincts were deaf.
Don’t take me wrong, I wanted to read it. I just didn’t want to get involved in that freaking horrible mess. I would rather watch it like a movie.
“B” was her name. Geezzzz… I swear I’ve tried to keep it cool but I failed miserably.
B did a number on me!
I shouted at her so many times I lost count of it. She had happiness at her fingertips, MORE.THAN.ONCE. What was she waiting for?! It was like she had a self-punishment button pressed on all the bloody time!
For the life of me, I can’t believe I would have made so many mistakes over and over and over, again. Who wants to be a person who is constantly digging a hole to bury herself? Not me. I became her bestie instead, for my sake!
Up to about 65% in the story, I was only blaming B for this whole fucking mess. Her inability to see what was right in front of her nose was making me lose my marbles. Because come on… Jamie.
I screamed at her: Jamie is your other half!!! Jamie is your soul mate. Jamie IS IT!!!! She didn’t listen. I guess that portal only works in one way.
65% was also the mark where Jamie got on my nerves. He did the unthinkable. I know I have no right, he was moving on, but how could he?!?! (This is spoiler) How can a person consider starting a life with someone, being in love with somebody else? ( spoiler end)]
There wasn’t a single moment in the story I could breathe normally. It was a hold your breath forever kind of story. I felt drained at the end. In fact, the author should pay me a few therapy sessions to bring me back to my placid normal state of mind and put my heart at peace again.
The truth is: the whole book was a building up for a train wreck to happen. I thought it couldn’t get worse, but from there on, about +- 65% it was a ,“oh shit” “no shit” after another.
AT 90% I was choking on my emotions and aching. I felt with both MC’s all the shitty things that were there: guilt, regret, love, lust, desperation, want, need, pain, fear, and loss.
My bestie, B, had once more, a chance to make it right. Did she? You asked me. No, she didn’t. .. I know, I know… I felt the same. Let’s just get rid of the body.
I am trying to make it funny here, but it wasn’t funny in the story. The story hurts, it was like poking an open wound with a stick.
One year spanned in a few pages and at 92% in the story, B and Jamie are face to face again. Both broken by too many mistakes. Some ogling… small talk…. and Jamie finally asks:
“ARE YOU HAPPY?” That sentence broke something inside of me. That was the moment this reader couldn’t hold back the tears.
I know I am being vague. And tragic. But it got to me.
I know my review won’t help anyone but I needed to get this out of my chest.
GR = free online therapy. Besides, I don’t want to spoil this for anyone.
Now, I need some time to get my shit together because although the end was not bad, this story still raw and hurting.
“I think sometimes life I think this story is about embracing what hurts because pain is one of the most vivid emotions we can feel. Pain reminds us that we are alive, and I’ll always appreciate that stinging reminder.”
What is it in a story that makes you hurt and yet you want to shelve it as a precious book