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I’m currently in the middle of reading Laura Kinsale’s Lessons in French, and I have to say, I’m struggling with it. Big time.

As per most of the books that I intend to read, I didn’t bother looking at any reviews prior, so I don’t know what the general consensus has been up to this point, but boy it’s so far proving to be a real drag.

The heroine, Callie, is proving to be as dull as dishwater. The most exciting thing about her thus far is that she has a bull called Hubert, that she’s ever so fond of.

She seems to have neither the wit nor the mental agility of Kinsale’s other heroines. She’s a good soul of course, oh my but she’s good. So much so that she’s getting right on my tits.

As for the hero, Trev, well quite frankly the most interesting thing about him seems to be the scar from a whip, that lines his face. Other than that, he seems to be a faux bad-boy, who appears to have a shady history. To be honest though, I’ve seen this plot device executed far more effectively by other historical romance authors, and by Kinsale herself, in the past.

This was a book that I was really looking forward to, after reading Lisa Kleypas’ Smooth Talking Stranger, and thoroughly enjoying it.

Anyway, I find myself in a quandary – the question being should I persevere or not? I tried to force Ward’s Lover Avenged, but I just couldn’t finish it, and I fancy that Lessons In French will go exactly the same way. Bummer eh?