Perfection is a gimmick.
It’s something they use to sell you shit you don’t need. The perfect home. The perfect family. The perfect marriage. Photos of that perfect life are all around us, but none of it exists.
I know better because I take those photos. It’s all a ruse to make us think that’s what we want. Behind closed doors, the house is a mess, the family is fighting, and that loving couple hates each other. I prefer a different city every week, laughing friends, and a variety of lovers.
Until Carl. I’m not sure what I want when he’s around.
Perfection is an illusion.
It’s something used to make you forget all the bad shit that happens in this world. It’s an unattainable dream not worth the effort.
I had the perfect home. The perfect family. The perfect marriage. Or so I thought. That illusion died with my wife and slammed me into reality. Aside from my daughter, business deals and making money is where my heart is now.
Until Rachael. I’m not sure what I feel when she’s around.
Striving for Perfection by B.L. Mooney
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
this was my first B.L. Mooney book and i’m not sure why. this book was really well written and very good.
the main characters were not like every other character in every other book. while carl ends up being the hero i’m not sure i really liked him through most of the book. i loved how much he loves his daughter. i think deep down he was a really great, caring guy that did the right thing in the end but he didn’t seem to know the best way to go about doing the right thing. by the end of the book i did love him though. i waffled a bit on rachael too. there were times i loved her and times i didn’t love her. she showed such great strength at times but incredible weakness at other times.
the supporting cast was pretty great as well…even those that you hated. i really would like to see cagney and kylie more developed.
i did not read the first book in this series so i need to go back and read that but i will definitely be reading the next one in the series!
B.L. Mooney started writing when the voices and storylines in her head ran out of room. They were getting too cramped and neither B.L. nor the characters could take it anymore, so she did the only thing she could do—she made room. She always knew she wanted to write, but vowed to make time for it later. Now that she’s made time for writing, most everything else falls to the wayside. That seems to suit the characters that keep popping up in her head just fine.B.L. lives in the Midwest, and her other talents include in-demand cookies, a very dry sense of humor, and stealth eavesdropping. Some mannerisms, attitudes, or twists come from random sentences picked up while passing by strangers. So speak up the next time you have something to gossip about. You never know, it may just end up on the pages of the next book you read.
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