REVIEW: SEVEN LETTERS FROM PARIS BY 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:

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.