There’s nothing Shasta Kovich won’t do to save her recording contract but asking her to put up with Blake Adams? That’s pushing it.
Big surprise they’d clash. She came up the old-fashioned way; she worked her ass off. Blake, on the other hand, has led a charmed life, the product of the best musical education money can buy. It’s pretty hard not to resent him, especially with that elitist attitude of his.
It can’t get any worse than that, right? Wrong. During one of their rocky sessions together Adams strays upon a secret she’s hidden from everyone, including her bandmates. Suddenly, the guy tasked with saving her career knows something that could potentially ruin her musical aspirations for good. Can she trust him?
Enjoy this sassy, opposite-sides-of-the-track musical romance today.
Shasta Kovich is the lead singer of the grunge band Velvet Bitches and they've just hit success when her vocal cords crap out on her. After surgery, her agent sends her to Blake Adams for voice training. From their first meeting, sparks fly. He's the son of very successful musicians; she's the daughter of an alcoholic lounge singer. Each sees the faults in the other: he's a snob and a hard taskmaster who thinks he knows it all, she's talented but untrained and rough around the edges. Still, there's an attraction between them that buzzes to life.
After several sessions together, they discover they have more in common than they originally realized and that appreciation leads to strong feelings. They'll both have to confront their pasts in order to find their future.
I'll admit I'm not wild about the cover, which reads more YA to me and a little cartoony. But the story inside is well written, with two compelling characters you'll root for and fall in love with. This was a delightful romance that I thoroughly enjoyed.
I enjoyed this book for what it was, an easy read with a little angst thrown in. No one will mistake this for the next great American novel. Good plot, good dialogue and an ending that was just barely enough makes this a book the should be a 3.5 Star book. But that’s not an option and this book deserves more than 3 so there you go. Tara Mills is a good author and every book of hers that I’ve read has been worth my time. Pick this one up and enjoy.
A must-read for the beach, vacation, or if you're into contemporary romance.
In the opening pages of Going Solo, it becomes obvious to the reader that you’re in very deft storytelling hands. The storyline is clear, the stakes are evident, and the hero and heroine are so far pulled into their own respective corners it’s no wonder they don’t immediately get along.
Which is where all the fun begins.
Shasta is a singer who blows out her vocal chords during a concert and who is forced to take vocal training from Blake, a guy who seems to have a stick up his ass and a desire to make her life difficult because she’s clueless about singing. A big star, yes, but she has no idea how to practice scales much less read a lick of music. All along, her singing has just come naturally to her. This is a serious frustration for Blake, who’s lived music for most of his life and who takes the craft seriously but who can’t understand how someone with such raw talent and stage power could so easily dismiss the gift she’s been given. And, worse, she’s pursuing it with a group that doesn’t seem to recognize her talent (because they don’t know better at the time) or that she’s playing to the wrong genre and crowd.
What follows is a story that dives into the damaged history of both these very realistic characters and finds a way to bring out the best in both of them. It’s a bit of an unconventional romance, too, which proves that what someone sees on the surface isn’t necessarily what you’ll find on the inside — if only you’re willing to look.
Going Solo is about self acceptance, and finding inner strength and happiness even if it means letting go of the comfortable route and embracing the unknown. It also offers up a wonderful reminder in life: sometimes the people we’re closest to can be our most demanding critics, but often it’s because they see the potential in us before we do.
And when that happens out of love? Well, it’s all the sweeter.