Well, having FINALLY completed the SOS series (minus the novellas) must say I feel like some kind of special needs member that's finally earned a participation ribbon - despite everyone else having packed up and gone home the week before...
Hopefully that's not too un-PC a metaphor and received how its intended.
And although I suspect I'm doing it wrong, thankfully found Book 4 was by far the most palatable of the series with the cheesy, overblown and incoherent 'reactions', of the previous novels, pretty well absent. Which, for mine, made it a lot easier to try and relate to what, still, feel to be pretty clunky characters...
Another plus was that I found sharing a Christian name with the male protagonist proved an interesting addition to the experience, where it was noticed that the commonality strangely caused me to pay
extremely close attention to 'his' actions throughout the entire story, also continually recognising that 'I' was constantly preparing to judge,
very harshly, any perceived character blemish or deviation from eminently chivalrous behaviour...which was distinctly different to the way the 'other' Dukes / Ladies behaviour had been previously interpreted in that it was simply a matter of "that's ridiculous, no one would ever think / do that...doesn't even make sense - these characters are dumb".
Something else that came to the surface, during this book, was that I also openly recognised that I have absolutely ZERO interest in the the English Georgian / Regency era. Hadn't ever really thought about it before but on deeper consideration realised that I'd also
never been attracted to, or engaged by any Movie, TV series or Novel from this particular period other than classics such as 'Gone with the Wind' - which is probably set a little bit later and is also obviously not
English. Yet on the other hand I always LOVED the 'Three Musketeers', 'The Man in the Iron Mask' and all that sort of thing from the century prior - but again they weren't English either?
An oddity that then reminded me of a forgotten conversation where the TV Series 'Downton Abbey' had been recommended as excellent, great dialogue etc. and something I might enjoy ages ago. Yet after looking into it and simply seeing a country house and period costume - knew it wasn't for me...
An uncharacteristically illogical decision that made me wonder then if there could be something to 'this' bias (versus just simple preference?) but also brought to mind, rather obliquely, a 'couples' game of
Pictionary that we participated in many years ago. Where, in a rather embarrassing turn of events, a curious empathy rapidly developed between one of the
other female players and myself. And it was embarrassing (though educational) for many reasons, not least due to it soon becoming apparent that, despite best effort, my partner turned out to be nowhere near as adept at interpreting my attempts (that 'I' thought were actually quite good and that also became open to the table after a period of time) than a young woman sitting directly opposite - therefore also viewing the work
up-side down.
Who managed to assert correctly, immediately, over and over again!
That she was attractive (with a super sexy husky lilt) helped matters not at all and neither did the fact that when someone would ask how she picked it so quickly, she would interpret in
exactly the same way I would have. To which the
guys would, without fail, comment something along the lines of "Oh, of course, that's clever, would never thought of that - well drawn...". Explanations often excruciatingly also followed by a penetrating eye contact that would make your toes curl
As one can probably imagine, a piquant experience that soon had me not wanting to play anymore, carefully modulating input and for the rest of the evening trying to pay the absolute possible, minimum amount of attention to the frustrating creature opposite. Yet despite such honorable efforts, remaining helpless under the withering and (to my way of thinking anyway) undeservedly 'frosty' attention of my partner...
But anyhoo, then I realised that in having experienced this kind of 'synch' only 2 or 3 times in my life (sadly never with a partner). In each case they were either Irish or Scottish, so I wonder if anyone could advise whether there is a series on the list
not set in England?
Otherwise, thinking might go with Alana's latest next