book review: vision in white, nora roberts
I’ve never read Nora Roberts before, but after Danielle’s review of the third book in the Bride Quartet series and seeing the books on prominent display at the bookstore, I decided to give her a try. No, that’s not true. I had the book before Danielle’s review solely because of its cover.
That’s right — I judge books by their covers. Honestly, I do it all the time. It’s the first thing I see when I go to pick up a book, so I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t drawn, first, to the cover. Now, not all great covered books do I read. I read the back blurb or the jacket flap and then decide. But it’s the cover that convinces me to pick up the book. In Roberts’ case with the first of her Bride Quartet series, there is an elegant bride wearing fantastic shoes on the cover. What woman, no matter her age or status, isn’t drawn to at least look at the cover of bridal magazines, maybe even to flip through? There is nothing like a beautiful wedding dress.
So for this reason, I was drawn like the proverbial moth to a flame when I picked up Vision in White at the bookstore. It’s a romance novel, chick-lit, all of the above. But it was a fun, light-hearted, relatively quick read.
Four women who have been friends since elementary school run a wedding business together. Each woman provides a different service at Vows, their business. In book one, the focus is on Mackenzie, the wedding photographer. My mother read this book before me, and she said she knew I’d like it because of a moment at the beginning of the book. Mac, armed at 8 years old with a new fancy camera, finally captures that one photo that makes her fall in love with the art. (I am a wannabe amateur photographer, so I can understand this feeling.) It was during something the girls called Wedding Day, a game they played at 8 years old when they married each other, pets, their friends’ brothers, etc. The best part is, when they grow up, it’s just an extension of this girlhood game.
I liked that the characters weren’t over the top. Especially Carter, our hero. While I feel like most romance writers fall into the trap of having their heroes be, well, heroic (I mean police detective, FBI agent, cowboy, Marine, Viking, etc.), Roberts didn’t do that in this book. Carter is your average guy. He’s had a crush on Mac since high school, is an English professor and writer, has trouble saying the right thing, burns dinner, has realistic baggage. And Mac isn’t some whiny debutante with no problems except whether to wear white or pink. She’s a career-minded, independent woman with Mommy and Daddy issues. She balks at commitment. She’s the type of girl I’d want to have as a friend. And Carter is the type of guy I’d like to marry.
So it was pretty nice to read a romance novel about people I could relate to. It was a nice breath of fresh air. Of course, I’m halfway through its sequel now. I ought to get back to reading.