N.R. Walker might just be the queen of low-angst MM Romance. Every book I’ve read by her has had minimal angst—usually caused by lack of self confidence or the evergreen male trait of refusing to talk to each other—and every one has been absolutely lovely. And To the Moon and Back was no different.
I grabbed this one when I wanted a quick read and for some reason was like “I’d love to read a single dad romance.” It didn’t hurt it was a grumpy/sunshine that I also truly enjoyed. It features Gideon, an exhausted first time dad to his adopted nephew, Benson, whose partner abandoned him because of the adoption, and Toby, a nanny with a background in early childhood education, who moves in to help as Gideon returns to his full time work.
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I picked this up back in 2016 and it’s languished on my TBR Austen/Brontë shelf ever since. It came up on my random book generator spreadsheet when I was packing books for our vacation back in February but it was the last one on the list and it kept getting delayed.
Who doesn’t love a little bit of historical romance? I mean these, or at least the hetero versions, are the books I grew up watching my mom read (oh hey Harlequin) and let’s be honest, it was only a matter of time until I dabbled.
Jim Grimsley is probably one of the most depressing writers I’ve ever read, and yet I keep going back to him every 5-10 years. Depressing may not be the correct descriptor, he just writes such desolate books and truly embraces the southern gothic style and maybe that’s what draws me to him?
I’ve been digesting this one for a little over a week as I write this (it’s posting much later than that). I very much enjoyed the work, but I’m still not sure how I feel about it.