I’m reading Sealed with a Curse, by Cecy Robson. It’s paranormal romance (or as the spine reads: Urban Fantasy Romance). I won the book, erm, somewhere. I can’t remember where! Probably a book blog as I frequent a number of those. The author sent it to me and it came with bookmarks and this little lip balm (you know, like chapstick). Only the lip balm label reads: “Sealed with a Curse.” So…how am I supposed to open it!!! It has this seal around the top. And if it’s sealed with a curse, I am really loathe to unseal it! This is a household where witches and spells are a part of normal conversation. Well, let’s not get into defining normal too narrowly here, okay? But I do spend a rather large chunk of time on spells, curses, magic and witchery. Under Witch Curse is out at the end of March and as you might imagine, it deals with a curse or two. There’s probably some witchery in there and maybe a spell that has gone awry.
So I have this great lip balm. That’s Sealed with a Curse!!! It’s Dragon Fruit Flavor in case you wondered. I really wonder what that smells like.
Anyway, on to the book. I started it last night. The main and her sisters are quite snarky. I like snark. There is a fine line between snarky and bitchy. It’s a very tiny line. I’m in several chapters and I’d say that this book, so far, wanders over that line a time or two, especially in the first chapter. Mostly it’s the sisters who do it. I like the main (whose name escapes me at the moment.) The romantic elements haven’t really started, but the possibility has already been mentioned a few times. That part feels a little forced in there–as if to say, “Don’t worry, we’ll get to it. Just have to work the action and plot first.” By all means, please do stay with the plot. Romance has its place, but I’d much rather be drawn into the plot before having to worry about snark, plot AND just who is this guy and is he going to be someone I can stand to read about.
Anyway, so far so good. The main is likeable enough that I’m interested to see just how she protects her sisters and gets out of the growing mess. I’m still not sure I’ll ever use the lip balm.
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