Summer Heat: A Review
Summer Heat is such a tiny little treasure of a book that I’m going to write something a little more personal than a proper review. I can’t quite put my finger on it, but this novella really touched me: it’s quiet and hot and plotless, and I just enjoyed every stress-free moment I was reading it.
I found myself feeling grateful to Jay Northcote for easing my summer. This is my first year as a fulltime working adult, and I'm also living in a country where the work culture is very different. Unpaid overtime, no summer vacation despite sometimes having literally nothing to do in the office...it's...been rough for me to swallow. But when I stepped into Summer Heat, I just felt so light. Light and warmed by a Spanish sun.
Right now I'm writing a wintery romance. Sometimes I get so overwhelmed with the ways my WIP doesn't reach all of my ideals for the entire scope of human storytelling that I give myself writer's block. But lately I've just been thinking that, if my book can help ease someone's icy tundra hellscape winter in the same way Northcote's books are lightening my humid mosquito-frenzied dystopian summer, then I will have set out all I planned to do.
Summer Heat is sexy and sweet and lovely. I hope you enjoy it. <3