This isn’t a story about a love triangle. There is no triangle involved.
This isn’t a story about an accidental pregnancy. Although having a baby with her . . . I would.
This isn’t a story about lies and deception, even though at times I’ve lied to myself.
No, this is my story.
A story about sacrifice.
A story about a man who fell in love with the wrong girl.
A story I wish I never had to tell.
This is a story about the true meaning of the downside of love.
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At the end of The Upside of Falling, I truly didn’t know how to feel…in some ways, I understood all that went down and why everything had to end up the way it did, but because I felt like there was more story to tell…more insight needed for a number of characters, I couldn’t truly deal with what happened and what it meant for the characters I have watched struggle and fight for their dreams but while doing so finding that they couldn’t have everything that they’ve dreamt of having.
So, heading into The Downside of Love, I knew Meghan Quinn was going to take me down a tumultuous road – one that may not have the ending that I wanted…that I was desperate for as I finished book one, but after finishing book two, I can wholeheartedly say that the conclusion of this emotional duet gave these amazing characters the futures they deserved…the freedom they had always desired and regardless of the sins or the mistakes that were made to get to this resolution, all the highs and lows and ups and downs that these characters experienced happened for a reason and with the flashbacks and present time situations that are explored in The Downside of Love, it’s made beyond clear which characters are tied to the sky and which ones are tied to land, understanding that their clipped wings are exactly what they needed to fly in the way their heart truly desired.
I’ll be honest…Rory was a point of contention for me several times throughout this duet; I struggled with her selfless persona because in some ways, I felt she was selfish, making decisions that were purely for her needs, and I can’t say that I fault her for all of them, but the outcome of some of her actions and reactions destroyed other characters and even though my head tended to understand the reasons behind everything that occurs, my heart was decimated, and I wanted to rage at Rory for choices that cost people so much.
But, in my frustrations over Rory what I also realized was that this was the kind of story that would illicit complicated and conflicting reactions because it doesn’t have a clean path to the resolution. It’s messy…it’s unhinged…it’s unpredictable. It’s not a dreamy love story; it’s raw and realistic because as feelings change and lives adjust directions, lives are altered and there’s nothing easy about that.
The Blue Line Duet is an angsty, heartbreaking, transformative, and consuming pair of books; it had my emotions all over the place, and even though there were times I wanted to throw my iPad and maybe even send the author a few disgruntled personal messages, I forced myself to let Meghan Quinn’s words, character development, and storytelling guide me down the path she wanted me to take with this group of people who bring her vision to life, and I respected that and even though it hurt sometimes to do so, I never doubted that Quinn would lead me to an ending that may not have been what I wanted, but it was what was meant to be because Quinn’s characters demanded their story being told this way.
4.5 Poison Apples
Tucked away at the base of the Rocky Mountains lived a little boy with one singular dream: leave this broken and battered home and become someone.
Be somebody’s hero.
That boy was me—Colby Brooks. Except I’m not that same little boy anymore.
My dreams might still be the same, but my reality isn’t.
I’m smarter. Stronger. A man.
And I learned a long damn time ago, the only way to achieve my dreams was to avoid distractions—at any cost.
Focus. Resolve. Determination.
But all it took was one single night. One night and my entire life…changed.
One night had me colliding head first with the biggest distraction of my life; Rory Oaks.
Smart. Charming. Beautiful.
Rory changed everything.
Quickly, my one-track mind started to bend.
Each kiss faded decade-long dreams.
And with one single incident, I fly off course.
Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if “It’s Raining Men” starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.
Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing… enter her first novel, Caught Looking.
Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!