A free copy of this book was provided by NetGalley in exchange for an honest review. This review contains spoilers, and unfortunately gets a bit rant-y.
By Jove is the story of Theodora Fairchild, a Latin teacher who is given the chance to complete a postdoctorate degree at an exclusive university that specialises in Classics. When she gets there, however, she discovers intense rivalries between the professors, mostly fought over her. After she falls in love with a visiting professor, Grant, things begin to get dangerous for both Theo and her new relationship.
I was really looking forward to reading this book. I love Greek Mythology to the extent that I did a degree in Classics because of it, so I had very high hopes for this book. My high hopes were not just not met, they were completely and utterly smashed to pieces. First of all were the mythology elements. The Greek Gods in mythology were petty and cruel characters, something that doesn't really translate very well over to modern day life where you sort of expect the supporting cast of characters in a story to have some kind of redeeming features. Although the mythological characters were represented accurately, I kind of felt when reading that all those part were signposted far too obviously. From the crippled professor with a beautiful, sexy wife, the professor with a fascination for the ocean and saltwater fish, and the ball of twine interspersed with constant mentions of mazes and labyrinths, I just felt like Doyle made it far too easy for me as a reader to guess what was going on and who all these mysterious characters were. There was no real sense of secrecy or mystery about it and you could pretty much see was was coming next in the story from a mile off.
My second, and probably my biggest, problem with this novel was the character of Theodora. At the beginning of the story we're told that she's shy and reserved and has lived a quiet life as a teacher because having been a Latin teacher everyone expects her to be a nun. And that's pretty much it. That's what we know about her and what is repeated over and over again throughout this story as a justification for pretty much everything she subsequently does. I couldn't actually believe that she was a postgraduate student in this story because she's never seems to do anything vaguely intelligent throughout the whole of the story. Added to a personality that is massively self-centered, I'm still not entirely sure why Grant fell in love with her. Despite the similarities in the shared Greco-Roman pantheon, Theo constantly uses the fact that she's a Roman scholar to explain why she hasn't picked up on the Greek mythology stuff going on in front of her eyes.
When it comes to her relationship she's just as bad. Grant tells her he loves her but that he has to sort some personal stuff out. The next time she sees him, he's blatantly ill and looking awful as a consequence. Theo is sympathetic for all of two minutes before she's accusing Grant of cheating on her as he has to leave the university for a while to get better. So basically, while the sick 'love of her life' is away dealing with a potentially life-threatening illness, instead of worrying about him, Theo decides that she's going to run off having dinner and accepting gifts from another man, one who is possibly the creepiest, leering professor ever. And she sees nothing wrong with this. We're then told that Theo likes this male attention and distrusts Grant simply because no-one at her old school fancied her because she was a Latin teacher. WTF?! What kind of decent human being does that to someone they claim to love?
The great conflict in the novel comes from one of Theo's professors - the creepy, leering one - actually being Zeus, who wants to turn her into his new queen goddess and have lots of new god babies. He does all this disguised as the Classics Head of Department. First he wines and dines Theo...literally. He takes her out to dinner a lot and practically pours wine down her throat. He then gives her lots of jewellery and scarves as gifts which she wears to their dinners to please him. At no point does it ever occur to Theo that if he's not doing the same with the other postgraduate students that perhaps that indicates that he's crossing over the line with her. He then cons his way into her bed in the guise of a cat, and over the course of one or two weeks, repeatedly drugs and rapes her until she magically becomes a goddess. I have to say that reading those parts of the story made me feel sick. It's disgusting, and the worse thing is, it's presented as really amazing sex for Theo. Even when she finds out what he's done, when the effects of the drug wear off, and she knows that he's violated her like that, Theo is still wandering around considering being in love with and having a life with Zeus, because wouldn't that just be so much nicer and easier than sticking with Grant (who's later revealed to be Prometheus). It's just urgh. Urgh urgh urgh. It made a mockery of everything that happened to her and I just hated reading it. I hated that Doyle would even have her oh-so-intelligent character think like that. In the end, the only reason I actually finished this book was because the publisher was kind enough to send me a review copy.
Not a good read unfortunately. A weak, annoying 'heroine' and repeated abuse attempts made this book incredibly uncomfortable for me to get through or enjoy and despite my initial excitement for this book and its subject, it was a relief to just get to the end so it was over. 1 star.