Title: Season of the Sun
Author: Catherine Coulter
Publication Info: Signet 1991
ISBN: 978-0451206480
Genre: Historical: European
R., better known as RedHeadedGirl, is back with another wayback-when old-skool romance review, with plenty of layered WTFery to go around. Enjoy!
You never forget your first.
You don’t forget your first kiss (Mike, and I had to guilt him into kissing me, because he was too much of wuss to try, and I was too much of a girly-wuss to kiss first), your first flower (Dave, whose great moments were always involving flowers but didn’t have a lot to back that up), your first Doctor (Oh, Nine. Your time was too short. But fantastic!).
This was my first romance. Again, around the age of 12 or 13. Picked it up because it was about Vikings, and my family is Scandinavian therefore Vikings are AWESOME, and I found the whole “slave/master” thing to be very…. intriguing (oh god, I hope my mother doesn’t EVER track these reviews down).
And, um, the guy on the original cover? Fabio. Yeah.
You never forget your first.
(Also, and here’s a confession that could ruin me, I once made a (really shitty) version of the dress that Zarabeth is wearing on the cover for an SCA event (middle ages and renaissance re-enactment). TO BE FAIR, it was the first set of garb I made for my own self, barring the very first attempt that failed miserably, because I had NO idea what the hell I was doing, and I did wear the underdress for years later, because it was serviceable but this was before I knew that $5 linen from Joann’s was to be avoided. OH GOD THE SHAME.) (And the cover dress is not anything like Viking Apron Dresses in any way or form, but the descriptions in the book itself are pretty close and about what I would expect from the state of research in the mid to late 90s. So there’s that.) (Which is to say that the rest of the clothing descriptions are…. not always as right as they could be, but that’s about normal.)
So this is Catherine Coulter at her early 90s, old school finest. I mean, for a taste of her early stuff, you can look at the review for Devil’s Embrace or Midsummer Magic (The first romance I ever read – SBSarah), and there’s many a theme that she runs with that shows up in all of her Viking books, and probably elsewhere too. We’re looking at the “rapist hero,” the “convoluted ways to keep your heroine a virgin,” the “hero is the one to inform the heroine she’s pregnant” but mostly avoids the “wedding night is a horribly awkward affairs where the hero loses his mind, and fall asleep right after with the heroine thinking “what the shit was that?”” which shows up in her other Viking books. Girl’s clearly got some issues.
First we meet Magnus. He is a Viking in search of a wife. He’s got himself a nice little farm, with his people, and son from his first marriage that ended with the wife dying (though not in childbirth, so props for avoiding that tired cliché- though there are plenty more to choose from). So now he’s in York, and he wants a new wife.
Enter Zarabeth, who is Irish, with flaming red hair “…dark as blood when there was no sun to lightening it” and green eyes like “wet moss.” (Magnus has blue eyes that change shades with his mood, I suppose we should be glad neither of them have purple eyes). She lives with her stepfather and little half sister Lotti- her mother died (read: killed by stepfather) while apparently running away with another man, and Lotti suffered a blow to the head at 2 years old that made her deaf. Zarabeth’s stepfather, Olav the Vain lusts after Zarabeth and scares away all the men that come sniffing around because her hair drives them wild, or something. Olav also has a son from a previous marriage, Keith, who is married to a real catch, Toki.
So Magnus approaches Zarabeth and says, “My name is Magnus, I am not cruel or vicious and I am going to wed with you.” She’s like “Whut” and he says that he’s clean, and prosperous, and he does not lie. She, after some hemming and hawing (for about a day) agrees, and just when you think that the HEA comes in a page 7, Olav announces that no, she is not going to marry Magnus, she’s going to marry him, and uses Lotti as a bargaining piece, saying unless Zarabeth does what he says, he’ll have Lotti killed.
(They are a very functional family, you can tell.)
A note about Lotti: She’s not really a plot moppet, because she an actual fleshed out character who has importance beyond “keep the heroine from doing the one thing that would solve her problems.” She’s cute, and smart, and the only thing in the world Zarabeth really cares about (and is really the only thing in the world that cares about Zarabeth).
So Zarabeth meets Magnus, and dumps him, and he gets pissy and storms off. Zarabeth, in a show of not being spineless, which is one thing I really like about her- she’s not stupid, she’s not spineless, she’s just really unlucky- drugs Olav, grabs Lotti and tries to find Magnus’ ship and run off with him. But he, in his snit, has left for Norway already. Olav marries her, (and she wears PINK at the wedding. PINK. ON A REDHEAD. NO.) but drinks and eats so much at the wedding feast that he can’t seal the deal, and then spends the next several weeks afflicted with bloody bowels, because Toki has been poisoning Olav. When he does die, Zarabeth is accused of his murder. Instead of being killed, she is given to Magnus (who has come back for some unknown, but well timed, reason) as his slave.
Magnus’ defining characteristic is that he does not lie. And he assumes that the people around him don’t lie, until they do. When Zarabeth tells him that she won’t marry him (but can’t tell him why, because they were being watched), he decides that her previous “Why yes, handsome stranger who I’ve known for all of 12 hours and is a really great kisser, yes I will marry you!” statement is the lie, and anything else she says after that, with the exception of “No, I won’t marry you because I don’t want to” is also a lie.
So he brings her (and Lotti- she sneaks out and grabs Lotti and begs him to bring her, too. Again, not stupid or spineless, she’s trying control the one thing she can) home to his steading. At one point in the journey, they stop at a trading post, where she is given time in a bathhouse to get her and Lotti cleaned up, and a random man approaches them, and tries to convince her to go with HIM, instead of Magnus. Z is like “Go away” Magnus sees them talking and storms over all “ALPHA MALE SMASH” and the Random Guy is like “Dude, she called me over with her womanly charms and was telling me about how mean you are, and tried to get me to take her away! TOTALLY.” and because Magnus will believe anyone except Z, even as she’s trying to tell him the truth, he puts a slave collar around her neck and everyone sulks all the way home.
He brings her home, and everyone is like “WHOA RED HAIR HOSHIT” and Z is determined to get along as best she can, and ideally avoid having to serve him in his bed (Given that this is a Catherine Coulter book, you can guess how well that last part works out for her). Magnus’ sister, Ingunn is the one who is running the household, and knows a rival when she sees one, and immediately develops a hate-on for Z. Everyone else is like “Dude, we can all see that you totes have feelings for her and she hurt you terribly, maybe you’re being a bit of an ass?” and Magnus responds THAT HE HAS NO FEELINGS SHE JUST A SLAVE GODDAMMIT and everyone is like “…ooooookay.”
So then we get to the Great Defloration. It’s rape- there’s really no two ways about it. The reviews on Amazon tend to be either “Uh, rape” or “LOOK ITS JUST DARK OKAY ITS NOT RAPE.” No, she says no, she says leave me alone, she runs. Sure, he makes sure she has her “Woman’s pleasure” afterward, but she’s “humiliated” and “felt desolate” and “completely separate from him.” He does this three times that first night and morning, including one in the bathing hut where….
…alright, this is going to be a case of “romance novels as sex ed” because when I first read the bathing hut scene, where he’s sitting and plunks her down on his shaft and he says “Move about, as you like” I HAD NO IDEA WHAT THE HELL HE WAS TALKING ABOUT. Waist bends? Get up and leave? WHAT WAS GOING ON HERE. I eventually figured it out. Romance: also educational.
So, yeah. Ingunn hates her, Magnus’ mother offers to buy Z from him to restore peace, and he’s like “NO SHE IS MINE I NEED HER HERE.” His mother asks why; if she’s the cause of so much trouble and he says he doesn’t really know. His mother says “…possibly love?” and he says NO. The Viking doth protest too much.
(His mother also points out that Random Dude had a really good reason to lie about Z calling him over and asking him to take her- he didn’t want to get killed. This had literally not occurred to Magnus, who was so wrapped up in “Everything Z says = LIES” that any other possibility was automatically false.)
Finally, shit comes to a head when Ingunn is being a supreme bitch, Magnus keeps insisting on sex that is enjoyable but not wanted, Magnus’ son, Evil, is beating up Lotti, and Z’s like “I’m done” and tries to swipe a boat and just leave. But the currents in the fjords are tricky, and Lotti ends up overboard and is seen no more. Egil then vanishes, seemingly out of guilt for his beating her up being the proximate cause of her death, and so Magnus does the only logical thing:
He has the slave collar taken off Z and he marries her.
I’m not all that sure of his thought process here- life has finally hit rock bottom, so do what you planned to do in the first place?
At this point, the B plot shows up. There had been a couple mentions early on of a guy named Orm who had made an offer of marriage for Ingunn and was turned down by her father because he was a supreme asshole. Ingunn disappears in a snit. Then some riders come along and tell Magnus of an attack on a neighboring household that killed everybody, but one 12 year old girl who was left for dead, and identified Orm and his men as the attackers. So in true Scandinavian fashion, they all need to gather up a meeting and talk about it (I’m from Minnesota, and third generation Swedish. WE STILL DO THIS).
Magnus goes off, and, naturally, Orm shows up and kidnaps Z (seriously, the way people disappear around here, you’d think they’d have some sort of lo-jack system). There’s a chase, threatened rape, eventually Z escapes (after knocking Orm out and stealing his sword, which was kind of awesome, and then refuses to let anyone take the sword from her, which was TOTALLY awesome) and runs into Magnus, who had been trailing them. He’s extremely relieved to see her alive, and allows that he may, possibly, have feelings after all. She’s extremely relieved to see him coming after her, and allows that maybe she kind of does like him, at all.
They go back to the steading, and then Orm attacks it and burns it down, and swipes Ingunn (again- I’m saying, Viking-era lo-jack), who had been involved with the entire plot. At this point, Z is taken to fainting for no reason, and Magnus smugly tells her that she is pregnant. Then they actually have a sweet little conversation about how this new baby won’t be a replacement for either Lotti or Egil, but will be it’s own little person and they can be happy about that. Aw.
So, somehow, someone finds a scrap of cloth that had been part of Lotti’s dress the day she drowned, and it’s proof that Lotti isn’t dead after all! And something Orm said to Z while he was taunting her indicated that the kids were both in York. Because there are only two places in the world. I don’t know.
So Magnus quickly rebuilds the steading, because winter is coming and you need shelter, and then trots off to York. Z insists on coming with, and they argue, and she’s like “Fuck you and your whole “keeping me safe” shit- how well has THAT worked out?” and he’s like “FINE” and she’s like “FINE” and then he says that he’s horny and sad things will happen to him if they don’t get it on, and she says well that would be sad, and they have fairly normal, married people sex.
When they get there, they go see the king, who says, “Oh, yeah, I remember you, you were accused of killing your husband.” Z’s like “well, yes, that was me, except for the part where I didn’t do It.” and the king is like “Oh yeah, we know that- Toki confessed when she was drunk and Keith killed her. Our bad.” And Z doesn’t demand huge compensation, just the money the Magnus paid for her. I would have been like “DO YOU HAVE ANY FUCKING CLUE WHAT ALL HAPPENED THERE WHAT THE FUCK” and probably spit in someone’s face, so I guess it’s somewhat better that Z’s a more restrained person than I am.
….
Yeah. Anyway, Ingunn somehow managed to sneak into York and was trying to buy back the kids and have them sent back to Magnus, but Orm found her, and dragged her and kids back to his new homestead, and beat the shit out of her. She managed to lure him into a room, knock him out, and set the place on fire, and then promptly lost her mind. So Magnus shows up at that point, cleans up, finds the kids, and everyone lives happily ever after.
So, yeah. This is decidedly Old School. And not that good, and not really hillarable at all. There are parts I like- I really do like Zarabeth. I like how she used Lotti in the narrative as an actual character and not a Plot Moppet. I, god help me, actually kind of like her voice for dialogue- it sounds kinda Viking like without being too obnoxious.
I don’t like how Magnus has to get his rape on before he can figure his shit out. I don’t like how Orem’s motivation for everything is because he (Orm) did not get to marry Magnus’ first wife. That’s it. He lost the hypotenuse game ten years before. And because of this he….rapes and kills a bunch of people, kidnaps Z, burns down Magnus’ steading, kidnaps the kids….. yeah, I don’t know. (Or maybe the idea is, he was clearly an asshole, and that’s why he lost the hypotenuse game and the focused his psychopathy. It’s not clear, and THAT is the frustrating thing.)
All that said, you never forget your first, and you often have a kind of soft spot for it, no matter how bad. I mean, it did teach me a thing or two. If there wasn’t all the nostalgia factors wrapped up in it, it would be more like a C+, but I have a soft spot for this book.
There was, evidently, some research that Coulter did, but there is one flaw I cannot and will not forgive. Early on, she’s describing the food Z is making for Olav, and talks a LOT about potatoes.
I PROMISE YOU AND YOU AND YOU AND THE STALKER IN THE BACK SHE DID NOT SERVE ANYONE POTATOES IN YORK IN 900 AD.
Potatoes are a NEW WORLD food, and they did not appear in England until the 1500s at the earliest. SO. Crack open your Oxford Companion to Food (what do you mean, you don’t have one?) and double check on what foodstuffs were available in the time and place you have set. IT IS NOT HARD.
Season in the Sun is available at Amazon, Powell’s, Book Depository, and BN.com.
9780451206480
I’ve never been a huge fan of Cathrine Coulter. Devil’s Embrace was one of my first romance novels, and I remember it freaked me out a bit. What with the stalkery and having unpleasant sex. Haha, romance novels do = educational! I started reading them at around 12 and they are how I learned about sex as well. I even remember my friends having me flip to the sex scenes in my book for them to read.
I think the only reason I remember it is because of the anxiety experienced buying the thing at 12, in the Toronto train station on my way to Montreal to spend the summer with my cousin. Also, I believe it was a Zebra romance and hence the cover was embarrassing.
@Laurel
I did when I was younger, so much younger then today. Now adays I’m disgusted, but back then I thought it was normal. To me the women enjoying it was the abnormal, shocking part. (Mom had drilled into me by then that “Only men and whores enjoy sex. Good girls don’t have orgasms.”)
In human sexuality classes we were taught about women having rape fantasies because “It made them feel less guilty for thinking about sex” – and I think that’s what the romance novels with the rapist hero are based on. But I hold to it that shrinks have misnamed them. They’re not rape fantasies, but forced orgasm fantasies. For women, like me, who were raised to believe that sex is suppose to only be pleasurable for men and that to desire it or have an orgasm is wrong. I think that’s why you find fewer rapes in romance novels now adays, because more women have embraced their sexuality and it’s okay to have orgasms. So they no longer need devices to feel less guilty about feeling pleasure during sex.
But I’m not a shrink so I could be 100% wrong. Still, I think it would be interesting to survey women raised in different eras and different cultures about sex and their fantasies and see if those with a more repressed upbringing – even if they’ve rejected most of it – tend to daydream more about a man (or woman) forcing them to orgasm then women raised with a more open mind to female sexuality.
@redheadedgirl
Okay, here you go – several places to purchase PP. Looking forward to the review!
http://www.allreaders.com/topics/info_15386.asp
http://www.alibris.com/search/books/qwork/5475447/used/Purity’s passion
http://cgi.ebay.com/Puritys-Passion-Janette-Seymour-/390242189172
@beggar1015 “The Sherbrooke Bride” I totally just checked that book out from the library about a month ago, also my first Coulter, and it was a DNF for me. I think I made it about a third of the way through and after about 40 Oh Jesus’ in response to the heroine’s thoughts and actions, I gave up. Neither character had any redeeming qualities, which oddly I require in a book in order to enjoy it. I don’t foresee reading any more Coulter’s books either.
captcha: Maybe if I read this 35 years ago I could have finished it.
This sounds about right from the only Catherine Coulter I’ve read, her Night Trilogy. Both the first and the third featured rape from what I recall, though at least in the first it wasn’t the Hero that did the raping. It made me uncomfortable in the third… I think the Heroine had hurt her leg, and he’d taken her back to his ship to do something about it… She ended up tied to the bed and telling him to STOP THAT.
I’d like to re-read that book myself. And I’d love to read your review of it.
If they’re going to have a heroine named Zarabeth, the least they can do is use Mariette Hartley as the cover model.
Just sayin’.
Please, RedHeadedGirl, review the first romance I ever read, Bertrice Small’s Adora. I only remember certain. uh, key scenes, but I think it was more enjoyable than what folks are describing as typical Colter fare (never read her). Plus: harems! And three-ways! And a nasty empress (if I recall correctly). And the heroine dies at the end (as a really old lady).
I am making a note of requests.
I can’t promise that it’ll make a good review (some books fall into that black hole of “not good, but not bad enough to be worthwhile”), but I’ll see what I can do.
I read Coulter back in the 80s. Lord Harry, and the one with Duchess, the heroine who wrote popular war ballads. And the only rape-y one I read was the chick who’d been gang raped as a young girl, so she was terrified of men, and the hero helped her over it, by, I believe, tying her to the bed blindfolded and raping her some more? I think cold compresses to the hoo ha were involved. Honestly, that’s what I remember. And because it’s Coulter, I can’t assume I’m remembering it wrong.
I think RHG should do one of the classics. Forever Amber, maybe, or a Woodiwiss or Rogers.
Lol! Thank you RHG. That was another great review!
I was cracking up at the hypotenuse game to win a bride. Rock, parchment, scissors?
You’ve got to keep reading and reviewing these old books pleazzze!
Yay! Another redheadedgirl review!
How sad is it that I immediately thought, “You are now free to move about the cabin.”
Yeah, I remember reading that one with the original Fabio-tastic cover.
“Potato-rage” Fabulous and many points. Some time ago, after many damaged books, I decided I could only read historicals if I could accept that the story is the authors version of what he/she saw that era as, and not a time machine (although I would enjoy that imensely). The white dress at a wedding thing I think came into popularity with Queen Victoria, which is why we all think that is the thing to wear (I wore ice green) and ‘always’ has been. Personally names of heros and heroines are one thing that does make me crazy, when they are just wrong. I so did enjoy this review, didn’t read this one, but maybe a tonne similar way back when.
I used to love novels with Vikings – they are my most favorite characters, and at some point I was obsessed with them. But Coulter is a proper no-no. In fact if I remember correctly, there are only two books that to me remain unsurpassed in terms of historical research and details. First was series about the first Duke of Normandy – Rollo The Walker and the love of his life Poppa, which are not available in English unfortunately. But the author is a historian specializing in Middle Ages, and the writing was heartbreaking. The heroine kills an old friend of the hero in the beginning of the first book while the Vikings are rampaging her village and gets gang-raped(!) by them, while the hero refuses to do anything about it. When the readers asked the author why she did it, she said that she couldn’t go against the spirit of the time (10th century), there was either that or death as a punishment. An there is a lot of cruelty and darkness in her books. The second author again is a historian not translated in English who writes about a woman-warrior fighting along with Variags against Vikings. There is also Bernard Cornwall with his story about a Viking, but that’s pretty much it. *sigh* And it looks like Vikings are not fashionable anymore..
RHG rules!
Rapist hero = DNF for me, too. I hated the first book in Thomas the Covenanter series because the hero rapes a random woman right at the beginning. No way. Never. Not happening.
Coulter was my first (if you don’t count the Heyers), Earth Song in my case. Yup, the one with the cream, hey, he was a considerate rapist. 🙂
I stopped with the Sherbrooke books, hated those with a flaming passion and ever since she started writing rom sus and then suspense and said in an interview that the romance readers who had financed her million dollar home could drill a hole in their knees if they didn’t like her writing suspense, I’ve not bought or read a book of hers.
OMG….totally stopped getting ready this morning just finish this review. Please, please, more reviews by redheadedgirl! Coulter is totally in my list of authors I read at an early age. Although my first adult book was some Dean Koontz story from back in the day and my first true romance was Morning Glory by LaVyrle Spencer. After that it was all about gabbing whatever my mom left around the house…Coulter, Spencer, and those dang Zebra novels she picked up in the four pack at the PriceClub. Tried to get my hands on her Woodiwiss books but those were her favorites so I was never able to grab them. She is now in my TBR pile.
I do see your point, however, I have to go with Neil Gaiman’s retort to this kind of criticism: The author is not your bitch. She made her money, and now she’s doing what she wants to do. I don’t blame her one bit if she got tired of writing the same old shit (and I think that a lot of the comments her to go to show that a lot of it was the same old shit) and wanted to do something new. And fans can get really entitled as to what they think the author (or artist, or actor) “owes” them. The author doesn’t owe them anything. They wrote the thing, the fans liked the thing, the fans would like to see more of the thing, but they already got consideration for their fannish-ness in the first exchange.
I would much rather have a happier author doing and writing something that they enjoy (even if I don’t want to read it), rather than putting out schlock that’s sort of what I liked about them to begin with just to keep me happy. I’m not saying that anyone who read Coulter in her straight Romance era should read and like the suspense stuff, I’m just saying that she has a right to produce the art she wants. Could she have phrased it better? Probably, but I would be willing to bet that the “go drill a hole in their knees” comment came after a LOT of entitled fans demanding she cater to their own wants.
Love the review and synopsis!! I keep forgetting how much ‘bodice ripping’ occurred in the romance novels from the ‘80’s & ‘90’s.
My first true romance novel was Woodiwiss’ “A Rose in Winter” (Barbara Cartland’s don’t count) and I just remember all the sweeping emotions and drama. I still go back and read them from time to time, just for the high drama.
Authors are entitled to do whatever they want, but if they want my money they have to show me a minimum of respect. Telling me I’m a moron for having given her money in the past is not showing respect.
I get really annoyed at that bullcrap about readers being too demanding. Author want to sell something to readers. There are ways to go about it. Showing them that you look down on them is not a way that works for me.
I heart this book. It’s on my keeper shelf and I read it often when I want a comfort read. I can’t say enough about Coulter’s mastery of the genre. I have oodles of her books, but this one shines as my favorite.
Okay, I used to like Coulter and before i knew about old skool/new skool, I was working my way back through her books. After reading this book, I wrote down Coulter, Catherine and drew a line through it!!. I cannot abide the violence against women theme and it still turns up in some of her FBI novels. NO more, Catherine Coulter.
Lovely review and made the pros and cons really clear, even if it wasn’t as hillarible as you wished to be.
I too read her books when I was a teenager and had only just learned the actual mechanics of sex in sex-ed. I remember reading her books with the rapeyness and thinking..well, that’s not right, is it?!! But the thing that stopped me from continuing with Coulter was the number of miscarriages in the books. No one else had mentioned this so maybe I only read the ones with miscarriage as part of the plot. It seemed to me that the heroine didn’t get her HEA until she had had a miscarriage, which was described pretty vividly to my 14 year old brain.
Whoooa, that cover! Is he dragging around Tori Amos in that picture?
Had to stop reading the review just to say – he was my first Doctor too, and I LOVED him! Sigh….
I read The Sherbrooke Bride at the age of about fifteen and let me just say, I’m glad it wasn’t the only romance I read at that age, because it nearly put me off the idea of sex. I remember pain and more pain and the description of blood mixed with…other fluids…and thinking “Wow, I don’t think I ever want to have sex!”
So maybe I can thank Catherine Coulter for saving me from teen pregnancy, come to think of it. 😉
Zinemama, you have some answering to do. Holy shit, Bertrice Small, what issues did YOU have?
Try the Skye O’Malley series. Due to the reminders in this thread, I looked up the first in the series and am yet to reread it, but a lot of disturbing details were seared into my mind at age 15, including an incredibly graphic incest scene.
Spamword: Reading43: I’m reading my way through a lot more than 43 books this year. More like 143.
That last comment was for redheadedgirl. If you’re going to be traumatised, you may as well make it complete by picking up Bertrice’s Skye O’Malley.
Oh how i love thee!!!!
LMAO
Thanks for the review. Season Of The Sun was my first Viking romance novel to read. I actually emailed author Catherine Coulter back in March asking her if there were going to be any more Viking romance novels in the near future and she was nice enough to send me a reply.
Catherine Coulter writes- Dear VP: More Viking? Hmmm, let me give this some thought. Actually, The Valcourt Heiress is out this fall—it’s a medieval. Hey, do visit my web site in the next week, it’s getting a real face lift—Catherine Coulter
Magnus is pretty cool, you’re right—
better known as RedHeadedGirl, is back with another wayback-when old-skool romance review, with plenty of layered WTFery to go around. Enjoy!