Book Review

Iron Cowboy by Diana Palmer: A Guest Review by Nonnie

Title: Iron Cowboy
Author: Diana Palmer
Genre: Contemporary Romance

Book CoverNonnie’s back! Our favorite anonymous reviewer, back for more fun and reviews-in-list-formation with a look at Diana Palmer’s Iron Cowboy.

 

The One That Made Me Cry (With Laughter)
By Nonnie

 

There are a few things you need to know before you start reading a Diana Palmer novel:

There is a 95% chance biscuits will be involved.

Women’s rights are a nebulous, easily dismissed issue.

Any slang in the book will come straight out of the 70s, along with most clothing styles, despite the fact that the books are meant to be contemporary romances.

The hero will be at least 12 years older than the heroine, who is more often than not between 18 and 23 years old.

The heroine has an 85% chance of getting pregnant the first time they do it, and will know she is pregnant in minutes (due to an aversion to the smell of bacon).

IRON COWBOY (Silhouette Desire #1856, 2008) has all the hallmarks of a typical Diana Palmer romance and more. MUCH MORE. As such, think of this more as a MST3K of the book, rather than a true review. In other words, I will be breaking it down for you, and this entire post is a big old spoiler alert. Please don’t let that get in the way of buying and reading it for yourselves, because DAMN, you guys. This is genius. Okay, now that that’s out of the way, on with the show.

1. Our heroine is Sara Dobbs, a 19 year old, innocent assistant manager of a bookstore in Jacobsville, TX, population less than 2000. (As we have seen through many previous books, for every one regular citizen in Jacobsville there are 5 mercenaries, 7 ranchers, and 10 drug dealers.)

2. On page 2 of the book we find out Sara has a sad past. Her parents did dangerous work abroad. (This is left deliberately vague at this point, but the implication is missionary work.) Her dad died violently, Sara and her mother move back home to her grandfather’s house in Jacobsville, and her mother becomes an alcoholic slut as a result of the tragedy. WOE. After being beat up by the children of her mother’s most recent lover, Sara runs home battered and bruised and her mother, riddled with guilt, vows to turn over a new leaf. But then a few days later…Sara quits thinking about it and we don’t find out what happened. If you’re wondering why this back story is dumped onto page 2, I AM TOO.
3. Our hero is the mysterious Jared Cameron. He recently rolled into town and bought the White Horse Ranch lock, stock, and barrel. Jared shows up at the bookstore and berates Sara for the lack of hardcovers and financial magazines. Then he tells her he likes mystery novels, biographies, first person adventure novels, and “anything factual on the North African campaign of World War II”. All righty then.

4. Jared orders books and wants them delivered and bitches about the time that will take. Jared, there is something called Amazon.com. Look it up. Sara meanwhile wants to charge him a $10 delivery fee for having to drive 6 miles out of town. Way to encourage repeat customers, Sara.

5. After the books come in, Sara talks to Tony the Dancer (Jared’s bodyguard. I KNOW. SO WEIRD.) and arranges a delivery time. “The voice had a decidedly Southern accent. Not a Texas one, a Georgia one, if she were guessing. She had an ear for accents. Her Grandfather had taught students from all over the country and around the world at Jacobsville Community College, and he often brought them home.” ORLY? A town population less than 2,000 would be able to not only sustain a community college, but would attract people from all over the country and the world?

6. As I mentioned earlier, Jacobsville is a hotbed of drug dealing activity. Despite the fact that there have been multiple shootouts wherein the drug dealers ALWAYS lose, and despite the fact that there’s a bunch of former military, mercenary, and law enforcement ranchers living in and around the town, they keep coming back and trying to set up new meth labs and shit. Drug dealers aren’t very smart.

7. You know who else isn’t smart? Sara. She is a single woman, living alone, and doesn’t own a cell phone. Nice.

8. Oh, and you’ll be happy to know that Sara has conservative morals, goes to church, and doesn’t “give out” on dates. I bet that prissy bitch doesn’t “put out”, either.

9. A few weeks later, having gone on a date with another man (hussy!), Sara stumbles across Jared at the local cemetery. The funeral he went to in Jacobsville 8 months prior was his daughter’s. Sad. He decided to bury her there because his grandfather lived in Jacobsville.

10. Chit-chat at the cemetery leads to Jared and Sara agreeing to be each other’s family and take care of each other when they’re sick. I don’t even know. What I do know is that this is some mighty big foreshadowing!

11. Sure enough, less than a week later Sara almost dies of a perforated appendix. Of course, since it ruptured, she had to have old-school, cut you wide open surgery, instead of the much easier to recover form laparoscopic option. Foreshadowing, part two.

12. Jared whisks Sara back to his ranch to recuperate, amongst heated sexual tension and mysterious talk of enemies closing in. But no worries! Sara will be kept completely in the dark and should be in no danger, right?

13. Upon arrival at Jared’s ranch, Sara meets Max, Jared’s supremely unprofessional, super seductive looking female attorney. Max is pissed and jealous of Sara, naturally.

14. A few days later, Sara is back at home and back at work. Still a bit sore, she attends a local barbeque in the company of Harley, a cowboy at a local ranch. Jared is there with – oh noes! – Max. DRAMA.

15. There seems to be some confusion about Sara’s incision. On Sara’s part, sadly. After first getting out of the hospital, she remarks that it’s a 6 inch incision. Now, at the barbeque, she says its 4 inches. That’s…a pretty big difference.

16. Holy cow. Max done lost her mind. Sara laughs at something and Max, believing herself to be laughed at, hauls off and slaps Sara right across her laughing mouf. I’m pretty sure that behavior is unacceptable anywhere, and at any time. Other than in soap operas. And yet Max is astonished when she is kicked off the property.

17. You know what else people in Jacobsville can do? DANCE. Is a mutha-effing dance-off, y’all! The Caldwell’s are doing a spirited Paso Doble, but then the Grier’s challenge them to a Tango. I’m totally not kidding here, guys. In a previous book there was a dance battle to the Macarena. THE MACARENA. Only 10 years after the fad came and went too. That’s practically current, by Palmer’s standards!

18. Jared returns from taking Max home, sweeps Sara off her feet, and then takes her home. He bluntly tells her he’s too old for just kisses, and that if she doesn’t want more she should tell him now and he’ll leave and end it tonight. Poor dumb Sara. Her internal thought process goes something like this: “I should tell him to leave, but he’s super hot. I’m a good girl! But he’s sooo dreamy. Surely he doesn’t want to have sex? He just wants some heavy petting. Yeah, that’s all he wants. And really, if it gets out of hand, I’ll just tell him to stop!” Poor poor Sara.

19. Sure enough, she is pretty much date raped on the couch. She loves the heavy petting and foreplay, but when shit gets real, she wants no part of it. Too bad a semi-drunk Jared doesn’t get the picture. When he comes out of his orgasm coma, he realizes Sara is not having fun. His reaction is not to soothe and reassure her of course, it’s to bitterly complain about small town girls and their repressed attitudes. Of course, once he figures out she vas a virgin he’s totally kind and gentle and understanding, right? HELLS NO. He is all “but you’re on birth controls, right? RIGHT? No? FUCK. I suppose you want all my monies now, hoor! But the joke is on you! I don’t want any more children, so you’ll either abort this hypothetical child, or I will sue you so the whole world can see you for what you are!!!!11!!1!!” (Sue her for what, I wonder? Not aborting her child? CLASSY.)

20. After this awesome reaction, Jared halfheartedly hopes he didn’t hurt her, and Sara retires to her room in a fit of well-earned catatonia.

21. Oh Sara. She is gazing at the fallen woman in her bedroom mirror. Unlike most Palmer heroines, she does know there’s such a thing as a “morning after pill” but her reasoning for not using it is that she would have to see a local doctor for it and that then the whole town would know about it. HONEY. Doctor-patient confidentiality. Look it up.

22. Jared, wracked with pseudo-guilt, gets blitzed the next day at his ranch. Max the whorish attorney didn’t leave as ordered, and instead is lying in wait. Catching Jared at a vulnerable moment, she convinces him that Sara was the aggressor and deliberately set out to seduce him. Jared agrees to let Max handle things, with a feeble “don’t hurt her”. This is some telenovela shit, this is.

23. Bright and early Monday, Max shows up at the bookstore with a check for 10,000 dollars and a crazy story. Seems as though Jared has been hiding out in Jacobsville because three “illegal aliens” from South America have come up to kidnap him and hold him for ransom. Seems that Jared is an oil magnate who foiled a group of terrorists that targeted his South American oil pipeline. The survivors are determined to kidnap him even though he no longer owns that pipeline? Because that way they’ll recoup some monies? I don’t even know. Long story short: BAD GUYS IS COMIN’! Only not really, because according to Max, they were apprehended outside Virginia that very day.

24. After more cutting words Max seems to realize that Sara may not have had a fantastic time with Jared. She finds out her true age and is like OMGWTFBBQ!!1! and backtracks like mad. You know you’ve been a dick when the no-good, aggressive, she-demon realizes you’ve crossed the line. Way to go, Jared.

25. Jared finds out the truth and feels awful. About time. Tony finds out the truth and hates Jared. Go Tony! Max turns out to be mega-dumb as apparently she inadvertently gave away her boss’s location and information to terrorists going by the super-obvious terrorist name “the Reconquistas”. Good thing they were apprehended…OR WERE THEY?

26. The next morning, Sara shows up at the bookstore and notices a beat up van in the parking lot. Her boss Dee is leaving to go to the bank and pick up some coffee, and they remark upon the van as she heads out. Shortly after she leaves, THREE STRANGE MEN walk into the bookstore. Shits about to get real, y’all.

27. They are tall and swarthy and muscular! She knows what the people in Jacobsville look like, these men is dark and foreign looking! They must be terrorists! (Apparently no Hispanics live in this tiny Texas town near the border?) And holy craps, she is too far from the phone (only they haven’t made a move toward her yet). And she only has the pocket knife she uses to cut open boxes with as defense! WHAT IS SHE GON’ DO?

28. And then. Guys. Seriously. Now comes the part in the book that literally made me cry with laughter. I mean, to the point that I stopped reading, called a few friends, and practically pissed myself laughing as I tried to adequately explain what happened. SRSLY. Sara realizes she only has one shot. And HOLY CRAP is it a long shot. And here is where I quote verbatim from the book:

“If she stabbed herself with the pocketknife and they could see blood, and she pretended to be unconscious and tried to look dead, they might be startled into leaving.”

I KNOW I WOULD BE STARTLED INTO LEAVING.

So let’s just recap for a second. Sara sees three strange swarthy (aka dark skinned furriners) men walk into the bookstore. She immediately thinks “terrorists!” even though they have yet to make any threatening move toward her. Too far from a phone (I guess? Now that I am rereading, she makes no mention of the phone as an option before she comes to this awesome plan of action) she decides her only chance is to STAB HER OWN FOOLISH ASS and play dead. Even better! She figured that since she knows where her appendicitis incision is, she will stab herself there since there probably isn’t anything vital nearby. Except maybe your freaking KIDNEY.

29. Then we get this:

“You come with us,” one of the men said in accented English. “We see you with the lawyer. You are Cameron’s woman. He will pay for you.”

“I am nobody’s woman. I will die before I go with you!” she said. And giving up a silent prayer, she jabbed the pocketknife into the incision, through her blouse. “Ooooh!” she cried, because it did hurt.

She crumpled to the floor with blood on her hands and shirt. She sighed heavily and held her breath. She looked dead.

The men hesitated. They’d planned well, and now their hostage had committed suicide right in front of them!

  30. Let’s recap. She jabbed herself with a POCKETKNIFE. Which probably had, what? A 2 to 3 inch blade, tops? Into her SIDE. She squeaks out a little “oooh!” and collapses and the freaking terrorists believe she’s dead? Also “they’d planned well”? ORLY? They decided to confront her in an open bookstore during business hours on a main street with passing traffic? Instead of following her home and nabbing her at night? And yet this is an example of master planning? No wonder they’ve been so successful. BRILLIANT.

31. Lucky for her, Harley shows up wearing a side-arm he uses to shoot rattlers on the ranch. The no-doubt incredibly confused terrorists make a run for it. To her credit, Sara admits to Harley that she stabbed herself, and to his credit, Harley is super confused by that. The chief of police comes by the hospital later to tell her that the three “Arabic” prisoners who were apprehended in Virginia escaped the day before, and were presumed to be the same guys who menaced her. The chief, upon hearing of her improvised stabbing, SMILES AT HER WITH RESPECT. WITH RESPECT. Ahahahaha!

32. The three kidnappers are caught, and Tony the Dancer comes to see her in the hospital. He offers to care for her while she’s recovering from her latest injury, and when she asks what Jared will think he tells her he is quitting now that the terrorists have been caught. Rightly assuming she’s the cause of the problems between Tony & Jared, Sara flushes. The doctor sees the flush, immediately assumes she has been sexxoring Jared, and asks to speak to her privately.

“You don’t have to say it. I read faces very well. What do you want to do?”

She started to deny it. She knew better. (Dr.) Coltrain was a force of nature. “I can’t kill an ant,” she said.

So is she pregnant? WHO KNOWS. All we know is that she can’t kill ants!

33. Tony chooses this moment to reveal that he was there when Sara was almost killed in Africa as a child. He was an American mercenary in the firefight that killed her father and gave her a traumatic brain injury. Okay. Thanks for letting us know, Tony!

34. Tony takes Sara home where they talk about his tragic past, Jared and his bone-headedness, and the future. Sara gets a phone call – the children’s book she’s been working on (off stage, of course) has been accepted by Mirabella publishing! She’s gonna be an author, y’all! And she gets paid and everything!

35. Then Jared shows up and the truth is out. Sara was only 10 when a grenade blast killed her daddy and scrambled her brains. She still has a piece in there! That’s why she has trouble color matching and remembering some things! WOE. WOOOOOOE! Jared feels like a dick.

36. A lot of boring stuff happens, and long story short, Tony is going to jail to get in with the kidnappers so when they’re released on bail they will be caught in the act of kidnapping. Jared is staying with Sara and they’re talking about this potentially one week old zygote like it is the real deal. Everyone loves a babby, right? RIGHT!

37. Oh! Also. In addition to being an oil tycoon, Jared used to be a securities expert, and prior to that was a cop in San Antonio, and before THAT he was in the Special Forces. Just how old is this fool, anyway?

38. Everything goes pretty much according to plan, the kidnappers are facing real charges now, and Jared asks Sara to marry him. There’s just one problem. She is afraid of sex now! Yup, Jared was soooo good last time that he gave the poor girl a phobia. Cue Barry White music and a slow, gentle lovemaking session.

39. Wonder of wonders, after a quickie wedding and a discussion of soccer (yeah, I don’t even know WTF brought that on), Sara tells Jared that she received her monthly visitor so there’s no baby as of yet. Jared tells her they will wait to start a family and will instead explore the world and find her a bookstore to own. MARRY ME, JARED!

I guess the moral of the story is, when a woman is feeling menaced she should forget about screaming for help, and should instead stab her appendix with the nearest sharp object. (Diana Palmer, Smart Bitches, Harlequin and their parent companies are not responsible for any of the said injuries should you indeed stab yourself.)

(SB Sarah adds: Thanks a LOT, Nonnie. Now I have “Hold me closer, Tony Dancer,” stuck in my head. Great.)


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  1. The Diving Belle says:

    OHMYWORD, I’m speechless!

    (but now I really really want to read this!)

    Hey!  I think this would make an excellent Reading Round Robin—open some wine, then everyone takes turns reading a chapter.

    Hmmm, make that “open A LOT of wine”.

  2. HotLikeSauce says:

    I could not stop LOLLING over this review. Honestly, it was so much better than the book. And the Pregesia review was so awesome that I just bought Pregnesia on my Kindle. Nonnie, WRITE MORE REVIEWS pretty please

  3. This was magnificent.  I’m embarrassed on two sides.  One, I do read Diana Palmer, have for years.  Yeah, she’s a bit behind in the times, no doubt, but she has a great old-style Alpha male type of book.  Plus I like biscuits!

    Two, my review on my LiveJournal site wasn’t anything close to being this cool.  I’m soooo jealous!!

    Gotta love my human-detector: reading97 You bet I’m reading 97 books, probably much more!

  4. Deb Kinnard says:

    I would LOVE to read Nonnie’s review of Palmer’s THE BRITON. Honestly, I gave this writer one chance (I’m really like whoa picky about medievals) and it took her 5 pages to mess it up. I did finish it on a bet regarding a month of doing the supper dishes between the DH and me. But man alive! all it takes is a look at a CURRENT map to find out that you cannot sail into the Irish Sea directly from the east coast of Britain.

    Yes. I tell no lie. It was that bad.

    However, I will offer in comparison, and in hopes it will be MST3Kd also: Christina Dodd’s CASTLES IN THE AIR.  One minute the minions speak of my lady as a brave and honorable wench, the next minute she’s a slut! Which is it, lads? Total lack of focus—it bounced back and forth like a teenager’s hormones. Trust me on this one. Or not.

    And…I must know. Were there biscuits? The chocolate kind?

  5. SonomaLass says:

    Freakin’ hilarious review, Nonnie.  Thanks SO much!

    On a side note, has a “bad” character (villian, evil ex-mistress, other antagonist or unsympathetic character) in Romlandia every worked in a bookstore? I think that and writing children’s books are shorthand for “good, sincere person.” The fact that Sara does both is clearly proof that she is a superior human being.

    Which of course makes me want to write the opposite. Except that I’m not a writer.  Hmmm, wonder if my partner would take that one on (after the steampunk astronaut romance that is his WIP).

  6. JamiSings says:

    @Deb – Are you one of our Brits whom didn’t know what pot roast was? Just asking cause of the “chocolate kind” comment. Here, those would be called cookies.

    bis·cuit? ?/?b?sk?t/ 
    –noun
    .a kind of bread in small, soft cakes, raised with baking powder or soda, or sometimes with yeast.

    http://oldfashionedliving.com/biscuits.html

  7. militaryspouse says:

    Biscuits are kinda like scones.  But not as tasty.

    spamworkd: time98.

    98 times have I tried DP (mind out of the gutter) and I still laugh at her books.

  8. Erica says:

    OMG, please ma’am may i have some more.  That was some good story telling, LOL!!! Where can I find more Nonnie’s stuff?

  9. KimberlyD says:

    Thinking Plan B requires a prescription isn’t as bad as the heroine receiving a prescription from her doctor for prenatal vitamins, which happened in a Silhouette I read a few years ago.

    Actually, there are prescription prenatal vitamins and some OBGYNs would rather their patients take those. I don’t know why, since I think they’re comparable in quality to the OTC prenatals. But I could see someone getting a prescription if their insurance will pay for them (or if they’re on Medicaid, since they are covered.)

    This review was hilarious! I would like more Nonnie reviews, please 🙂

  10. Kelly C. says:

    Hurrah!  Guess what my worst book of the year, EASILY, was for 2008???  You all get 3 guesses and the first 2 don’t count.  😉

    Spam-a-lot word: from98 ……………… Iron Cowboy is from 98 …… 1898

  11. Sheila says:

    My husbad didn’t believe me about the self stabbing.  I made him read the review.  After he apologized I told him he needs to put disclaimers on the Diana Palmer books about the possible decrease in the readers IQ during read time.

    He then told me this joke (shamelessy stolen from Howard Stern)

    Q: What do you do when someone holds a gun to your head and tells you that you have to read an old Diana Palmer novel or a new Diana Palmer novel or you’ll get shot in the head.  What do you tell them.

    A: I say read and old one (because at least I’m prepared right?)

    He says no.  You tell the person to just shoot you in the head because it would be less painful.

  12. Nadia says:

    I was gonna say, I had prescription pre-natals with both pregnancies, and it was actually cheaper on my drug plan at the time.

    Thanks for making my day, Nonnie, and the comments are a riot, too.  I loved me some Diana Palmer when I was in high school – but then 19-year-olds seem the height of sophistication when you are only 14 yourself.  It does not appear that I’ve missed much since then as this hot mess seems to be same shit, different millennia.

  13. Cristiane Young says:

    So.  Not only is she 19 to his, what, 40-something?  But she is also, by god, brain-damaged.  Wow.

    I second the person up-thread who requested a weekly review from Nonnie.  This was one of the funniest things I’ve ever read.

  14. thadine says:

    Love, love, love this review.
    Any more like this, and I will give up category romances all together and just read the reviews. I haven’t laughed so hard in ages!

  15. RebeccaJ says:

    I’m of the opinion that Diana Palmer made a template in 1972, wrote 156 versions of the same story & sends them to her editor (who was hired 1957 & hasn’t left their desk since) whenever she needs a new car or a tuition payment.  I out grew these about the same time I got to the age of her heroinnes – and that was a LONG time ago.

    LOL! Now that’s funny! And it would explain a LOT:)

  16. eaeaea says:

    Mocking Diana Palmer is like shooting fish in a barrel, you guys.

    So true.

    What grade review ? F (for wtF) or B (so Bad it’s good)

  17. BlueBow says:

    That certainly sounds like… a book~ I don’t know, the two Diana Palmer books I’ve read didn’t seem that over the top. I must have found the duds or something! The first was Winter Roses, I can hardly remember it. I do recall it railed against my nerves a little when one of the characters referred to the trunk of their car as the “boot.” Do Americans ever do that? :3 Plus the Heroine was staying in the Hero’s house because she was best friends with his sister, and though it was described as huge and majestic she was staying in a room adjoining his

    The other I picked up on eHarlequin’s eBook site, mainly because it was among the best selling titles on the particular day I was looking and the heroine’s name was Sassy. 😀

    Nice review, Nonnie! I’m not sure if it makes me want to read Iron Cowboy or not~

  18. Susan/DC says:

    I hate Mondays, but if I knew I had a Nonnie review to look forward to, I’d wake up smiling.  I never want to get within 10-feet of a couple like Sara and Jared, and I definitely don’t want to encourage them to breed, but Nonnie makes their existence almost worthwhile.

    Jacobsville is certainly an interesting place for a town of less than 2000.  Many big cities have lost their independent book stores, but Jacobsville has one.  Perhaps it’s supported by all the drug dealers buying High Times.

  19. Cakes says:

    truly lovely. All around.

  20. orangehands says:

    ROTFLMAO. Please do many many more reviews!

    A LADY JUST STABBED HERSELF WITH A TINY KNIFE SHE MUST BE DEAD LET US RUN MY COMRADES!

    Julia Sullivan, you made this icing on a truly excellent cake. 🙂

  21. Tracy says:

    Wow.  I had no idea Diana Palmer books were actually getting *gasp* WORSE!  And, really, can’t she pay some moron to look through the manuscript to catch the inconsistencies?  That used to drive me crazy—until I was able to (finally!) stop reading her dregs after she (FINALLY!) wrote stories about all of the Hart brothers (the source of the biscuit mania, fyi).  I then vowed NEVER AGAIN!!!

    But then again I AM almost done with the Master’s thesis….  Might be time to consider a relapse.

    And Nonnie—you have a career in the awesome-sauce snark business, my friend!  Tell us another story!!!!

  22. Kaetrin says:

    Thank you!!! 

    I was thinking of “Hold Me Closer Tony Dancer” too.  Oh, and I also thought Max was a man.  I was a bit disappointed that Max turned out to be of the female persuasion actually…

    Great review – come back soon plz!

  23. Tae/Booklust says:

    wow… I recall reading a few Diana Palmer a few years ago and stopped, this is why.. but Nonnie thanks for reading for me and making me laugh because this was so much more enjoyable than the book would have been

  24. Karen says:

    Nonnie, that was truly excellent.  I hope one day you have the opportunity to review The Aloha Bride.  It was written by Emma Darcy and is an old Harlequin Presents.  Until your review of Iron Cowboy, I’d thought The Aloha Bride was the worst book ever written—I may have to change my mind.

    and I, too, was bummed when Max ended up being a girl.

  25. AgTigress says:

    Here, those would be called cookies.

    Aargh!!  Let’s not have the scone/biscuit/cookie discussion (which often leads to the even more involved buttermilk/sour milk discussion)!  I think EVERY forum I have ever been on has eventully got into the definitions of scones, biscuits and cookies.
    😀

  26. Shelly says:

      I hope one day you have the opportunity to review The Aloha Bride.  It was written by Emma Darcy and is an old Harlequin Presents.  Until your review of Iron Cowboy, I’d thought The Aloha Bride was the worst book ever written—I may have to change my mind.

    My bet is on The Aloha Bride. Semi-surrogacy for dying brother or some such ludicrous plot if I remember.

    spamword couldnt64 – if I was marooned on a desert island for 64 years I would still think this book was rubbish

  27. Debbie Q says:

    Oh my gosh. It is fairly early in the morning, I am already having a cruddy day….and this just make me snort my coffee. It also reminded me why I rarely, if ever, read Diana Palmer any more. Well, I do occasionally if I find it at the library.

    BAD GUYS IS COMIN’  BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

  28. annmartina says:

    Oh wow did this bring back memories of why I stopped reading Palmer.  Thank you Nonnie!  I was cracking up.  But what?  No feisty wise-cracking grandma to flirt with Tony the Dancer?  And Jared tell Sara at least once that she looked “witchy” in some outfit?

  29. JamiSings says:

    @Ag – Sorry. But it seemed important to point that out. (Have to admit, the thought of a chocolate buttermilk biscuit really turns my stomach. LOL)

    Maybe the SB should just put up pictures when reviewing books. “These kind of biscuits, not this kind.”

  30. willaful says:

    Suze, PCOS-related infertility can be quite treatable and I have the snotty 8 year old to prove it. 🙂 There’ve been lots of strides in recent years in treating PCOS, not just for infertility but for other difficult symptoms too. Don’t give up hope before you have to.

  31. AgTigress says:

    Sorry. But it seemed important to point that out

    No need to apologise!  There are always new readers coming along who haven’t yet encountered some of the obvious AE/BE language differences.  I have been reading American books for, oh, more than 55 years, and have many American friends, but I still get caught out sometimes by American words, definitions and usages that I didn’t know.

    🙂

  32. Daisy says:

    Having lived in a town with less than 2000 people for the past 20 years I can tell you that top of the list of things not to do if you don’t want others to know your business is 1)visit your local dr. and 2)visit your local pharmacist. 

    While both the drs and the pharmicist in our small town are wonderful, caring people who go out of their way to keep your confidences – there are just too many others who hear and talk.  From the receptionist to the nurse to the other people in the waiting room, not to mention the people you see in the store who have no qualms about asking why you are there.  And for me – “running to the nearest Walgreens” constitutes a 300+ mile roundtrip.  Wal-Mart at 200 miles roundtrip is a bit closer, but either way, not exactly convenient.

    As for community colleges – our little town has a satellite “learning center” in which specific classes are offered (rarely).  The campus itself is located 1 1/2 hours away.  There is no way a community this size could support a community college that brought in people from around the world.  Aside from the fact that they wouldn’t have anywhere to live, the 3.5 hour drive to the airport would discourage them from coming. 

    Great review Nonnie – reminds me why every Diana Palmer I ever read ended up in the reject pile.

  33. Suze says:

    Thanks, Willawful, but it was JamiSings who was wanting babies.  I also have PCOS, but I’m past the age of wishing to reproduce, and am quite content being the favourite auntie.  My PCOS is pretty much under control if I stick to my diet.  That’s a pretty big if, though.  Sugar and starch, especially combined with fat, are so very yummy.

  34. RebeccaJ says:

    Thanks, Robinjn, for posting the link to that great Pregnesia review for those of us who hadn’t seen it. With that title, I thought it was some bizarre futuristic novel…lol.

  35. JamiSings says:

    @Will

    Suze, PCOS-related infertility can be quite treatable and I have the snotty 8 year old to prove it. 🙂 There’ve been lots of strides in recent years in treating PCOS, not just for infertility but for other difficult symptoms too. Don’t give up hope before you have to.

    Um, you meant me. I’m the one who said I wouldn’t take the morning after pill because of my PCOS.

    It’s not like it really matters – like I said, I’m not dating nor sexually active. And while everyone tries to tell me it’s “all about attitude” I’ve heard the words, “Jami, you’re a nice person but you’re too fat to be seen with in public” too many times – I lost count after the 20th time I heard it from a guy (and multiple guys have said it) for me to believe any man would be desperate enough to want an ugly old cow like me.

    So I see no babies in my future either way. Just lots and lots of dogs. I’m a dog person. I’ll probably be The Crazy Old Dog Lady by the time I hit 50.

  36. TracyS says:

    ORLY? A town population less than 2,000 would be able to not only sustain a community college, but would attract people from all over the country and the world?

    BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! I live in a town of 1,800. We don’t even have a freakin’ library, let alone a college that would attract people from all over the country.

    We have:
    2 gas stations
    1 bar
    2 churches
    2 small town restaurants
    2 beauty shops

    that’s it folks!! We got our first stop light 3 years ago!! LOL

  37. Photopoppy says:

    I see a plothole on the road…..

    If she’s so familiar with people from all over the country, nay, the WORLD because of this community college…..

    How is it she can identify three dark, swarthy men as furriners so quickly? Perhaps they’re just…. students.

    Spamword: word32. Yeah, it’ll take more than 32 words to explain that one away.

  38. Deb Kinnard says:

    @JamiSings: no, I’m apple-pie and “cookies” American. It’s just that the WIP is set in England and I’ve obviously been spending way too much mental time there.

    And I wrote in my comment about Palmer’s THE BRITON which did in fact drop my IQ by at least ten points—it was THAT BAD.

  39. beggar1015 says:

    There’s a dance-off!? Frickin’ A! That’s the problem with romance novels nowadays: not enough dance-offs.

    I’ve never read a DP before (that I can recall) and because I’m a sucker for punishment I may just have to try one out to see if it’s as bad as she sounds.

    And I also wonder how some dreadful, imcompetent, BORING authors actually get published. Worse yet, somehow end up on the best-seller list. I refuse to believe the reading public is that stupid.

  40. “any man would be desperate enough to want an ugly old cow like me.”

    @jamisings – they should be so lucky as to have you. Ugly old cow my arse!

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