Tink Magoo is bad at reviews's Reviews > Silver Lining

One of my all time favourite films is Calamity Jane (and The Goonies but that's beside the point). Calamity and Low Down are so similar (that was a major factor in how much I liked this book), they prefer trousers, like to drink liquor and do 'men's' work. You won't see them in dresses sitting around sewing and just generally looking dainty. No. Even the thought of that disturbs them. But because they're different the men don't look at them as women or womanly. They're not ladies in any sense the men are used to. They're strong, independent and feisty. They won't be bossed about and have their decisions made for them. GIRL POWER

"I am what I am, and damned if I'm going to apologize for it!"

This wasn't a fluffy romance like I first suspected it would be. It was SO SO angsty, the kind of angst that makes your chest ache. That completely drives you up the wall, but you still keep reading because you just can't look away. It's like that last piece of chocolate that you have to eat so it's not left on it's own, even though you already feel slightly sick because you've eaten too much.

Anyway ...

Low Down was amazing. Max, yeah it took some time for me to like him BUT I did (right at the end). Philadelphia - oh how I wanted to hurt that wench. I dislike her more than the words horny and moist and I REALLY hate those words.

Yes, huge parts of this drove me insane, even though I knew what was going to happen. How does that even make sense! This was the type of book that I hate to love but love anyway cause clearly I'm a glutton for punishment.

"Mark my words, Max. Someday you're going to hold that marble, and it won't be a symbol of all you lost. that marble will be the gold you went to Piney Creek to find. It will be the most precious thing you own."

I don't normally pick up historical romance books, I'm not even sure why really, but I can tell you that I'd give Nuki a big wet kiss then maybe smack her, just for recommending this to me. It put me through the ringer.


And I realise (after reading this back) that I make no sense, oh well Tally Ho!