Review: Real Men Knit by Kwana Jackson

51351884Title: Real Men Knit

Author: Kwana Jackson

Publisher: Berkley

Publication Date: May 19, 2020

Genre: Contemporary, Romance

Format: eBook, Print

Length: 320 Pages

Rating: 2 Stars

 

synopsis

When their foster-turned-adoptive mother suddenly dies, four brothers struggle to keep open the doors of her beloved Harlem knitting shop, while dealing with life and love in Harlem.

Jesse Strong is known for two things: his devotion to his adoptive mom, Mama Joy, and his reputation for breaking hearts in Harlem. When Mama Joy unexpectedly passes away, he and his brothers have different plans on what to do with Strong Knits, their neighborhood knitting store: Jesse wants to keep the store open; his brothers want to shut it down.

Jesse makes an impassioned plea to Kerry Fuller, his childhood friend who has had a crush on him her entire life, to help him figure out how to run the business. Kerry agrees to help him reinvent the store and show him the knitty-gritty of the business, but the more time they spend together, the more the chemistry builds. Kerry, knowing Jesse’s history, doesn’t believe this relationship will exist longer than one can knit one, purl one. But Jesse is determined to prove to her that he can be the man for her—after all, real men knit.

 


♦ Personal Thought ♦

 

I so wanted to like this book but it’s so exhausting to follow. It had interesting premises but way too many inner dialogues it felt a scene stuck for sometime while the character debated with themselves before moving on to react or respond. If it’s only for the early chapters where the MCs were muling over their lost while (readers were) introduced to their world, it’ll be okay. But this went on and on throughout the book that it’s really trying my patience. As a result it made me not caring so much for Jesse nor Kerry and the predicament they were in. 

And I get that having attractive characters were nice and dandy, especially given the surname “Strong” – but enough with over-effusive carryings-on of their pretty faces, muscley bods or whatever. Just like with the self monologue, it read like info dump to me. Every females in this book seemed susceptible or easily swayed by the Strongs’s superior quality when the characters portraying them didn’t deliver that to me. 

I guess I’m among the minority who suffer this feeling. Personally what I marginally liked (a bit) was when the not so sanctimonious or emotionally self-flagellation brothers were joining in on active and lively conversations on page. Which only happened occasionally – them being merely supporting characters here.

 

Copy of this book is kindly given by the author/publisher via Edelweiss + in exchange for an honest review.