Title: Smoky Mountain Dreams
Author: Leta Blake
Publisher: Leta Blake Books
Release Date: November 13, 2014
Page Count: 425
Reviewed by: Gigi
Heat Level: 5 flames out of 5
Rating: 4.8 stars out of 5
Sometimes holding on means letting go
After giving up on his career as a country singer in Nashville, Christopher Ryder is happy enough performing at the Smoky Mountain Dreams theme park in Tennessee. But while his beloved Gran loves him the way he is, Christopher feels painfully invisible to everyone else. Even when he’s center stage he aches for someone to see the real him.
Bisexual Jesse Birch has no room in his life for dating. Raising two kids and fighting with family after a tragic accident took his children’s mother, he doesn’t want more than an occasional hook-up. He sure as hell doesn’t want to fall hard for his favorite local singer, but when Christopher walks into his jewelry studio, Jesse hears a new song in his heart.
This review was originally posted on November 16, 2014 on GoodReads.
Yay! Always fun to have new Leta Blake to read! And her newest M/M romance has more angst than you can shake a stick at, just as we have come to expect from Ms. Blake.
Spoilers abound in this one, so I will be purposely vague.
Failed making-it-to-the-big-time country crooner Christopher Ryder meets and starts a relationship with failed-being-a-gay-man Jesse Birch, who owns and operates his own jewelry design studio. There are so many things in the path to their happily-ever-after that it is almost comical. I mean, poor guys! You really will root for these boys from the word, “Go.”
Give yourself some time, because this is a longer book coming in at just over 400 pages. Unfortunately, I’m not putting this one on my favorites list because of two pet-peeves. It still gets 5 stars, because it’s awesome and I loved the book, but the pet-peeves were enough to keep it off my list. Again, totally my issues! Most likely won’t be yours. I’m going to spoiler tag just to be 100% sure I don’t ruin anyone’s enjoyment of the book.
Firstly, I almost always make it a point to stay far, far away from books with a religious component to them. Personally, organized religion makes. me. crazy. I don’t want to bring it into my free time. This book contains a fair amount of organized religion in it. Just off-the-wall, bat-shit-crazy stuff from family members about several different subjects, not just homosexuality. Yes, these are cast as evil, rightfully so, but I still hate reading about it. It’s just my thing.
Secondly, I felt a bit cheated by the ending. (After reading Keira Andrews’ review, I have a bit of hope that we might get a sequel.) There were quite a few dangling strings. After such a long book, I was hoping for it to be wrapped up a little tighter. Yes, I can certainly draw my own conclusions, but I wanted more here. Again, my issue. I really want a sequel.
This is a great book folks! It ends in the holiday season and is chalk full of warm ‘n fuzzy holiday cheer. I can HIGHLY RECOMMEND Smoky Mountain Dreams to read by your Christmas tree.
OMG, I forgot to mention the sex! *head/desk* Where is my brain? These two were outstanding in the sex department. And after reading this, you’ll never look at your or your mother’s or grandmother’s or anyone’s string of pearls the same again. *clears throat*