The power of a song: It can ignite a heart, heal a soul-or for Danny Bale, resurrect a destiny. When songwriter Danny escaped to the Atlantic coast seven years ago, he laid to rest his unrequited affection for childhood friend Meghan Harting. Now Danny, haunted by an inner stronghold and determined to win Meghan back, must create a masterpiece and battle for the heart of the only woman who understands his music. As memories resurface, Danny and Meghan embark on parallel journeys of self-discovery-and a collision course to seal their mutual fate.
I had the pleasure of reading and reviewing John's first novel, From the Dead, which I totally loved. So I was thrilled to be given the chance to review his newest release, The Landing.
Danny and Meghan were friends - neighbors growing up. When I was younger, we used to play with the neighbor kids while my parents chatted, played cards or whatnot with their parents. That's pretty much what happened with Danny and Meghan, even though she is a bit older than him.
They became good friends, even after they grew up and moved apart. Danny always fancied himself in love with Meghan, but she had her own life, her boyfriend and what not. So Danny kept it at just friendship between them.
He writes music and plays guitar, and through that, he releases his inner most desires and thoughts. Coulda, woulda, shoulda - that sort of thing. Much like a country song, in my opinion, although Danny's music is much more beautiful. So Danny writes Meghan a song... but will it be the landing he needs to put his foot in the door.
The Landing is a short read but it is a page-turner! Herrick has the knack of building complex, modern characters easily related to and that you want to know more about - you begin to care about their situation and hope they find the happiness they are seeking. The Landing flips from the past to the present tense many times, but Herrick takes his time, building the scenes and they are all relative. It's a sensational read that I highly recommend! Now if Herrick can only write faster, so I can read his next bestseller!
*I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.
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