REVIEW: SEVEN LETTERS FROM PARIS BY SAMANTHA VERANT

Note, the format of my Short and Sweet reviews differs in that they simply comprise the book blurb and a short response (hence, the short and sweet). 

Seven Letters from Paris, Samantha Verant

I don’t read many memoirs but when I was asked to join a blog tour for Seven Letters from Paris by Samantha Verant I couldn’t resist. An American woman reconnects with the man she met in Paris 20 years earlier, leading to an unexpected love story. Here in Australia, it’s being compared to Almost French by Sarah Turnbull, which I loved. Note, the official blog tour through Random House Australia takes place from November 6-13. I’ll have a guest post from Samantha on November 8.
Here’s the blurb:

 

Samantha’s life is falling apart – she’s lost her job, her marriage is on the rocks and she’s walking dogs to keep the wolf from the door. When she stumbles across seven love letters from the handsome Frenchman she fell head over heels for in Paris when she was 19, she can’t help but wonder, what if? One carefully worded, very belated email apology, it’s clear that sometimes love does give you a second chance. Jetting off to France to reconnect with a man you knew for just one day is crazy – but it’s the kind of crazy Samantha’s been waiting for her whole life. Truth may be stranger than fiction but sometimes it’s better than your wildest dreams.
What a lovely, romantic story! Samantha Verant’s tale of making her life over and meeting her French rocket scientist beau is sweet, funny and full of self-deprecating charm. The light conversational style of Seven Letters from Paris makes you feel as if you’re hearing the story over a long lunch, complete with self-conscious whispers, chortles and plenty of ooh la la moments. I can’t help but admire Verant for being crazy, throwing caution to the wind, and putting her heart out there … it paid off. One of the things that drew me to the book was the French setting, but I did feel that this was secondary to the romance and relationship aspects of the tale – it didn’t quite make me feel like I was in Paris.
 
Warm, engaging in the tradition of a good old rom-com, pick up Seven Letters from Paris if you need a feelgood read. PS. Jean-Luc’s letters … sigh. He’s a keeper (and a writer), Sam.

 

Available from good bookstores and Random House Australia. My copy was courtesy of Random House via Netgalley.