Hello and happy Tuesday. I know, I know, but honestly, did you think that I was going to stick to my promise of posting every day this week? I have been reading every day, which is awesome, but yesterday I didn’t feel like getting up and interrupting my very cozy activities to type a review. I’m not even sorry. Today I’m going to tell you abou the book I finished reading on Sunday, Love, Me by Jessica Saunders. It was a Netgalley ARC, so I’d like to thank them, the author, and the publisher for the opportunity to read and review this book.

Love, Me is probably one of those books that you finish reading and are pleasantly surprised that you enjoyed all of it. It is one of those books that when you start, you’re lowkey expecting to hate, but then you don’t, and when you think about its flaws, you can’t really find any. I’m not saying this is the perfect novel or a new favorite, but it was perfectly fine for a Sunday, and I appreciate that.

Rachel, our main character, is in her late thirties or early forties and she’s basically going through the motions in her work and in her marriage. She’s one of those women who’s tasked with being the responsible adult of the family, but she doesn’t really stop and think about how unhappy she is until some old pictures and letters sent by her first boyfriend, who is now a celebrity, get leaked.

Despite what the title and my synopsis might suggest, this is not a romance novel, even though this is one of the main topics that the plot covers. I would say that at the center of this is the exploration of what a woman wants, and a review of the choices she has made, whether freely or somehow coerced by the circumstances. It is also a great excuse for readers to rethink about where they are in life and where they want to be, without it being a dense novel whatsoever.