Adda Sinclaire writes medieval bodice rippers, but her own life is devoid of romance. Her husband has run off with a rival romance writer, taking the dog and sucking all the joy out of Adda’s life. To make matters worse, Adda has a horrible case of writer’s block and must make the difficult decision whether to ask for a deadline extension or turn in an old novel from her dusty rejection drawer.
Unsure where to turn, Adda starts reading her Bible and questioning what exactly God is doing in her life. Instead of blaming her ex-husband and her nemesis for everything, she realizes that her own behaviors have been selfish and demeaning. Thus begins the slow hard change of learning to believe and trying to change.
When Nick, Adda’s new editor, starts to take a personal interest in her, she begins to hope that love is once again possible. His level-headed input helps her navigate the pitfalls of switching publishers, and his honest critique makes her question exactly what material is appropriate in a romance book. But can their fledgling relationship survive when accusations of plagiarism surface? And when it comes to an out-and-out legal tussle over the truth, how exactly ought a Christian to handle things?
This book is a contemporary romcom that has the ring of truth to it. Adda’s obsession with nail polish and flighty habit of losing her purse make her stand out as a character. The author is clearly familiar with the intricacies of the publishing field, and Adda’s gradual conversion experience has an authentic feel to it. While Nick is an important catalyst and a stand-up guy, the book is more about Adda and her journey of spiritual growth.
Although I typically prefer historical romance (which is where I encountered Tamara Leigh in the first place), this is one of the most enjoyable chick lit books I’ve ever read. Recommended.