
Title: How to Grieve Like a Victorian
Author: Amy Carol Reeves
Genre: Romance
Rating: DNF
Even in the wake of loss, there’s still love, life, snark, and burlesque to be had…
Dr. Lizzie Wells, a professor of British literature and bestselling author, is grieving her husband the Victorian way. She keeps a lock of his hair in a choker around her neck and dons widow’s weeds—and notifies her colleagues and students that she will accept only paper letters instead of email.
But then she’s offered a trip to London for escape and healing, where she befriends fellow bestselling novelist AD Hemmings. Rakish and handsome, Hemmings pushes her out of her comfort zone. She attends a Victorian-style séance, gets pulled onstage at a burlesque bar, and sightsees with her young son.
All the while, back in South Carolina, her late husband’s best friend and lawyer, Henry, peels back the layers of a family secret her mother-in-law is desperate to keep hidden. Cross-Atlantic “family business” updates turn into regular FaceTime hangouts and their friendship evolves into something more. Lizzie fears she’s falling in love with him…
Struggling with conflicting feelings, Lizzie travels to Brontë country, where in the windswept moors, she comes to peace with grief, joy, and all the in-betweens.
I didn’t make it too far in this. Lizzie’s decision to make everyone around her conform to what she believes is right felt absurd and pretentious—and is a picture of what’s wrong in society. Her pretentions got on my very last nerve—as did her kissing her husband’s best friend a month after her husband died unexpectedly and then fluttering around like a trapped moth, making a show of her reaction…but not actually caring. I had no desire to read any more about a person like that.
Amy Carol Reeves lives in Indiana. How to Grieve Like a Victorian is her new novel.
(Galley courtesy of Harlequin Trade Publishing | Canary Street Press in exchange for an honest review.)







