There are times in writing where it seems the words work wonders by themselves, where the authors just need to sit down and hold on to their pens and a story is born out of thin air. And then there are times when it seems the authors need to fish for every word. Every sentence is reeled up from the depths like a kraken (though more times than not it’s a boot). This week both authors found themselves lost and distracted, a mixture of the two extremes.
In The Consulate Girl, Jacob sets up an unexpected and quite pleasant meet cute. It’s a simple enough setup with fun characters that you can’t help but want to see more of.
The French consulate
At first ZB’s A Dance Across the Heavens seems like a random collection of settings shoved together, more like a dream than an actual story. It isn’t until the end that sense can actually be made of what is happening.
- A Visitor