I met Jamie Fraser when I was nineteen years old. He was tall, red-headed, and at our first meeting at least, a virgin. He was, in fact, the perfect man.
That he was fictional hardly entered into it...
On the cusp of thirty, Emma Sheridan is desperately in need of a change. After a string of failed relationships, she can admit that no man has ever lived up to her idea of perfection: the Scottish fictional star of romantic fantasies the world over—James Alexander Malcolm MacKenzie Fraser.
Her ideal man might be ripped from the pages of a book, but Emma hopes that by making one life-altering decision she might be able to turn fiction into fact. After selling all her worldly possessions, Emma takes off for Scotland with nothing but her burgeoning travel blog to confide in.
But as she scours the country’s rolling green hills and crumbling castles, Emma discovers that in searching for her own Jamie Fraser, she just might find herself.
A road trip book combined with Outlander and Scotland…I just couldn’t resist (plus, a kilted man on the cover! That’s my catnip.). The story itself was cute: Emma’s turning thirty and has a bit of an existential crisis in that she realizes what she’s doing and where she’s going is…no where. She’s got no real path that she’s following, she has no money, she has no real idea of who she is as a person. So, being a soon-to-be-thirtysomething of sound-ish mind and body, she decides to sell everything and travel to Scotland in order to find herself a “Jamie”.
For those of you unfamiliar with Jamie Fraser, well…
*sigh* Isn’t he lovely? (And, in this, I have to say that I liked the show better. *ducks rotten tomatoes flung by screaming Outlander fans*)
Anyway, who wouldn’t want to travel to Scotland and find a Jamie of her own? I can totally get behind this idea (well, maybe not selling all my possessions to do it). Maybe someday (actually, one of my friends is trying to get me to go to Scotland this summer…maybe). Emma, however, just isn’t much of a sensible girl. She gets scammed and robbed and is too trusting all the way around. I wanted to simultaneously smack her upside her head and take her under my wing to share a bit of insight on how not to be such a trusting idiot. (Truly, she acted more like a naive teenager with little world experience than a 29-year-old who should have learned a little street sense no matter how sheltered she was.)
This story read more like a travelogue, another of my favorite genres to read (a much cheaper way to travel the world, too). I liked that she found a place to stay and work and really got to experience Scotland and Scottish people (who I just adore. Truly, I’d move over there in a heartbeat.). As for her “Jamie”, it was pretty obvious from the beginning as to who it was going to be but the story was pretty cute leading up to that reveal.
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