| Title: | The Amorous Education of Celia Seaton | |
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| Author: | Miranda Neville | |
| Publication Date: | July 2011 | |
| Publisher's Description | Lesson One: Never disrobe in front of a gentleman...unless his request comes at gunpoint. Lesson Two: If, when lost on the moors, you encounter Tarquin Compton, the leader of London society who ruined your marriage prospects, deny any previous acquaintance. Lesson Three: If presented with an opportunity to get back at Mr. Compton, the bigger the lie, the better. A faux engagement should do nicely. Lesson Four. Not all knowledge is found between the covers of a book. But an improper one may further your education in ways you never guessed. And while an erotic novel may be entertaining, the real thing is even better. |
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| My rating: | ***.5 | |
I enjoyed this book. This was amnesia done right (unlike Before I Go to Sleep, where, ugh). I liked Celia as a character, even though she obviously had problems with impluse control. Her curiosity about Tarquin’s book seemed normal, especially in a genre where most female characters never seem to know or want to know anything about sexuality before they meet their one true love. Blurgh.
I liked how Tarquin didn’t end up being nicer in general after his amnesia, so much as more thoughtful and observant. It showed that he’d just faced an experience that required him to pay a greater amount of attention to his surroundings. I absolutely didn’t fault him for being angry with Celia over her deception, especially because he was already so emotionally invested in her (dare I say in love??), and it wasn’t just a matter of his pride being hurt.
I especially liked the way the mystery in this book was resolved. Celia’s resourcefullness in an awful situation was proof the her spunk/moxie/etc throughout the book wasn’t only surface-deep. The revelations about her father did sit well alongside Celia’s memories of him throughout the book, which I thought was a nice touch. There’s nothing more obnoxious than a left-field revelation that dear old Papa was not the saint his child/ren thought him to be.
This ended up being quite an entertaining and amusing book.
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