I don’t know why it was so hard for me to dive into the re-read of Fires of Winter by Johanna Lindsey. I loved it, the whole series actually, when I first read it, but I’ve found that historical fiction has slowly but surely dwindled down on my genre preference list.
Once again, I am blown away with the character dynamics and ups and downs of Garrick and Brenna. As I was first getting back into Fires of Winter I couldn’t remember what it was about the story that stuck with me so long after I first closed its pages. I wasn’t left wondering for long though because the opening chapter was a definite attention grabber.
Something that I found myself thinking constantly as I was reading Fires of Winter was, “Why hasn’t Brenna or Garrick’s character irked my nerves by now?” I would only think this when Brenna would let her pride get her into something or when Garrick would do the same, but oddly enough when these moments would happen their characters would appeal to me more.
Another shocker was the emotional connection I still had with the story even though I’ve read Fires of Winter before. In certain scenes I would get choked up and have to swallow the sorrow I felt down so I wouldn’t be a balling mess of tears.
I’m really glad that I was able to re-read Fires of Winter, it’s good to know that the greats that I have on my shelves will remain as such.