I finally finished ‘The Flavours of Love’ by Dorothy Koomson on Sunday. I’m going to start by saying I didn’t love it. It was okay but it didn’t rock my world. This was reflected by the fact that it took me nearly 3 weeks to read it. It probably would have had more of an impact if I’d not read any of Koomson’s other books but I have and it seems to be the same premiss served up in a different way.
The basic things that usually happen are:
- Somebody dying
- Somebody putting their life back together
- A love affair that either can’t go ahead because of complications
- Child/ren with a problem
I know this is the same with many authors but for some reason this is glaringly obvious with Koomson’s novels.
When I first read ‘Goodnight Beautiful’ I loved it, I was invested in the characters and parts of it actually hurt! I rushed out to buy other books by Koomson but I have found that I am enjoying them less and less (the exception being ‘The Ice Cream Girls’).
I can’t put my finger on what it is exactly but there is something missing in these books for me, some missing ingredient or x-factor. I enjoy them but I don’t love them.
Would I recommend it? I don’t know. If you are looking for a well-written, light, easy read then yes absolutely but if you are looking for something a bit deeper then this is probably not what you are looking for.