
(c) Justine Covington
This past week, while on a family vacation, I decided to go back and revisit one of my most favorite romances — The Bride by Julie Garwood. It’s the story of Jamie and Alec Kincaid; she’s an English bride, he’s a Scottish laird, and she’s having some trouble “settling in” to her new home in the Highlands. Not to mention someone is trying to kill her. Alec, who swore he wouldn’t love his wife, falls head over heels for her in no time. It’s a cute story with lots of verbal sparring and a feisty heroine, yet when I finished it the other night, I wondered to myself, “Why did I like this book so much?”
Time has taken it’s toll on The Bride…time and my newfound knowledge about what generally makes good or not-good story. The biggest chafe I had when rereading this was the point-of-view. Garwood wrote it in omniscient, so within a single scene, she skipped back and forth between Jamie, Alec, and even several secondary characters. It wasn’t necessarily disorienting…I always knew who was “thinking,” but what I didn’t like about it was the lack of mystery. I knew everything that every character was thinking, and it was a bit of a let-down. I know POV isn’t something I ever thought about when reading this book in the past (and I know this because when I took my first stab at writing something, my POVs were all over the place — I figured it was “the norm”), but it’s certainly something that’s front and center to me now, particularly because my current WIP has three distinct POVs. Continue reading →
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