Thursday, December 12, 2013

HAVE YOURSELF A CURVY LITTLE CHRISTMAS by Sugar Jamison

Yo, Blog Buds!  I'll give it to you straight.  This one doesn't have a terribly original plot.  In fact, you could throw a large hairy elf around at an RWA convention and hit at least three with the same plot.
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But...
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When you're a reviewer and/or writer, you quickly learn a certain fact.
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There are no original stories.  Only original ways of telling them.
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Bearing that in mind, Sugar Jamison does a knock-out job bringing the characters to life and telling this story in a really-you're-there First Person way.
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Yeah, okay, so Dina was a real, you know, bitch and hooked up with a playboy named Virgil who promptly dumped her when she got pregnant.  Going on a couple of years later and Christmas is coming and she's proven to herself that she can turn her life around and be a great mom to their son, Dash.  Now, she's decided to hunt down Virgil and get him to cowboy up, so their son doesn't grow up on welfare.  So, she hops a bus in L.A. and rides it all the way to New York in the dead of winter.
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Upon arriving at Virgil's house, she learns to disturbing things, Virgil is dead and his big brother would've made a lot better dad.
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The thing about Christmas is it's a time to celebrate love and the thing about love is it sees beyond caustic personalities to the hurting hearts who need it the most.
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Dina plans to turn right around and go back to L.A. as soon as she gets the paperwork she needs to file for Dash's social security survivor benefits.  She's no gold-digger, turns out.  But, Ben, the super-responsible one has other plans, as great Dads are known to have, and he's biologically only an uncle.  He also thinks her motherly curves are totally groovy.  Talk about a fairytale.
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Like I said, not a terribly original plot, but definitely worth the read because of the way this author brings it all to life.  She makes it believable, breathable, and with all those warm, glowing fuzzies you want from a romantic Christmas story.
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Much love.

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