Typical Sparks book about love with life altering problems thrown in!
Nicholas Sparks is one of my guilty pleasures. Im a hopeless romantic, and if I want the sort of love story that exists as always in fiction and rarely, if ever, in real life, intense emotions, and a good cry, all in a breezy, brisk read, he is my goto guy. With The Choice, however, the hallmarks pun intended of what makes a Nicholas Sparks book a Nicholas Sparks book, lost their charm. I found the story too contrived and too predictable, even for this author. I resented the degree to which my emotions were blatantly manipulated. The main characters actions didnt move me at all they infuriated me, particularly as the story came to its conclusion. When I finished the book, I quite literally threw it at a wall in disgust. Has Sparks lost his touch, or have my tastes simply matured? Im not sure, but I havent read another book by my onetime guilty pleasure author since this disappointment.