Dear Reader Letter from Jenn Bennett on Bitter Spirits
I get it. You glommed onto a book type, and you can't let go.
It all started with the first one, a book that took you by surprise. The setting leapt off the page, the hero was achingly swoon-worthy, the heroine took daring chances, and their love story was so enthralling you couldn't put the book down. When it was over, you bought similar books in the same romantic subgenre (Scottish time travelers) (billionaires with whips) (vampire robots) (motorcycle club bad boys), desperately trying to recapture the same reading magic. A year later, you looked back at your Read pile and were surprised to see that's all you bought.
We've all glommed—believe me.
But much like all those holiday cookies you wolfed down (okay, the ones I wolfed down), the twentieth one doesn't taste as good the first, and you can't believe you're saying this, but you really need a cookie break. You want something new. Something different.
Luckily, I have just what you're craving. You want a cool setting. How about foggy San Francisco in the glittering 1920s? You want a swoon-worthy hero. How about a sexy, scarred, dangerous brick wall of a man known throughout San Francisco as the Viking Bootlegger? You also want a daring heroine. How about a gutsy woman who travels the country, performing a (very real) spirit medium act on speakeasy stages? And of course you want a thrilling love story. How about one propelled by a haunting mystery that takes our hero and heroine through the streets of Chinatown to luxury hotels and decadent parties?
Bitter Spirits is a little different. It's not the same old comfort read in the same old book subgenre you've been glomming. But whether you like historical romance or contemporary paranormal or just a damn good love story, this might be exactly what you need to break out of your reading rut.
And don't worry: if you end up turning pages until the wee morning hours and die a little when you're finished, I've got a devilish dirty liar of an archaeologist and a bookish San Francisco museum curator coming up this summer in Berkley Sensation's Grim Shadows to quench your newfound 1920s romance glom.
You can thank me later,