Monday, May 23, 2011

Romance, family, dogs...these are a few of my favorite things...

There is one author that I can always count on to make me cry.  Always! Whether he is writing about that amazing true love that is present in every single one of his novels, the death of a loved one, or a touching story involving children; he never seizes to amaze me.  I never get tired of reading a new novel by him, even if the novel has been out a few years; because I can always count on it being a great one.  He is probably one of the few authors where a total of six movies...soon to be seven (I hope I didn't forget any...) big time Blockbuster Hollywood movies have been released.  At least one of these movies is on every girls top five most romantic movies of all time.

If you haven't guessed already who I am talking about, well, it's none other, than the amazing...Nicholas Sparks!!

I have read close to a dozen of his novels, and have loved EVERY SINGLE one of them! He knows just what to write to make a woman feel special, loved, and wanted.  He does it in a way that isn't gross (or in other words, dirty), instead he does it in a way that just the right amounts of sweet, cheesy, and...wonderful shows.

This time around, I read his novel The Choice.  And if you haven't notice already, I LOVED it!  The story was just as wonderful, powerful, and special like all of his other novels.

By writing my description, it may seem like I read only half of the novel; however, I am only going to briefly (hopefully, haha) explain the first half of the novel, because telling you about the second half, I believe would be giving away too much.

To start my brief explanation, I want to start off with a part of the prologue (this part actually takes place during the second half of the novel...just to give you hint...).

After stepping out of the car, he reached for the flowers he'd brought.  The last time he and his wife had spoken, they'd had an argument, and more than anything he wanted to take back his words and make amends.  He was under no illusions that the flowers would make things better between them, but he wasn't sure what else to do.  It went without saying that he felt guilty about what had happened, but married friends had assured him that guilt was the cornerstone of any good marriage.  It meant that a conscience was at work, values were held in high esteem, and reasons to feel guilty were best avoided whenever possible.  His friends sometimes admitted their failures in this particular area, and Travis figured that the same could be said about any couple he'd ever met.  He supposed his friends had said it to make him feel better, to reassure him that no one was perfect, that he shouldn't be so hard on himself.  "Everyone makes mistakes," they'd said, and though he'd nodded as if he believed them, he knew they would never understand what he was going through.  They couldn't.  After all, their wives were still sleeping beside them every night; none of them had ever been separated for three months, none of them wondered whether their marriage would ever return to what it once had been.

 
As he crossed the parking lot, he though about both of his daughters, his jobs, his wife.  At the moment, none of them gave him much comfort.  He felt as though he were failing in practically every area of his life.  Lately, happiness seemed as distant and unattainable to him as space travel.  He hadn't always felt this way.  There had been a long period of time during which he remembered being very happy.  But things change.  People change.  Change was one of the inevitable laws of nature, exacting its toll on people's lives.  Mistakes are made, regrets form, and all that was left were repercussions that made something as simple as rising from the bed seem almost laborious.

Shaking his head, he approached the door of the hospital, picturing himself as the child he had been, listening to his father's stories.  His own life had been the best story ever, he mused, the kind of story that should have ended on a happy note.  As he reached for the door, he felt the familiar rush of memory and regret.
 Only later, after he let the memories overtake him once more, would he allow himself to wonder what would happen next.

 So now to the brief  summary.  I am SOOOO sorry that this is one again a long entry...

Travis is a veterinarian, and Gabby a Pediatrician who has a boyfriend she thinks she loves.  However, one day Gabby, angry at her new neighbor, because she believes his dog has gotten her dog pregnant, goes next door, to give him a piece of her mind.

That is the beginning of their beautiful relationship.

Gabby ends up finding out that Travis, her neighbor, is also the small town's vet, in the beautiful sounding setting of North Carolina, like all Nicholas Sparks books are set.  Gabby, who believed she was deeply in love with her long-time boyfriend, finds unexpected love in this outdoorsy, animal-loving, and free-spirited Travis.

Like most of Sparks novels, this novel contains the romance every novel by him is expected to have.  The loving nature of a man who every woman, who reads this novel will grow to love, and wish that their special someone could be like.

Now the ending varies with every Nicholas Sparks novel.  I've read novels where the ending is extremely tear-jerking...okay, that happens always, no matter how it ends; but what I mean is whether it has a happy ending, and sometimes a not so happy one.  This one is no exception.  Like I said earlier I don't want to give away too much.  From the excerpt I put in above, you may be surprised by the second half of this novel...all I am going to say is that the first part takes place during the time that Travis and Gabby first met, and then the second half is when sometime has passed...I REALLY hope I didn't give away too much.  SORRY if I did!

So that's it from me again!

The Romance Bookie :)

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