About two years ago, I stumbled on a book on Hoopla called A Touch of Gold by Annie Sullivan. It was billed as a sort of King Midas story, but where his daughter is the one still suffering from his past curse. I was pretty intrigued, and the book had no wait, so I gave it shot!
It was solidly ok. I finished it, but it’s not one I recall very fondly. Even right after finishing it, I remember feeling pretty underwhelmed. I wish I remembered the exact reasons better now, but alas, I wasn’t so good about recording my book thoughts back then. 🙂 It was probably because it was a seafaring adventure, and that just doesn’t usually do it for me.
Cue a few days ago when something shiny caught my eye: the pretty new cover for the unexpected sequel, A Curse of Gold. And I found myself checking it out, considering it, even though I distinctly remember being not that into the first one. 😂 Why does this happen? Why am I returning to considering a sequel (that isn’t really exciting me, by the way) of a book that I was lukewarm on at best?
In a rare ocurrence for me… I blame the cover.
Look at the shine and sparkle! I can just picture a lovely embossed cover… When I finished the first book, I thought I certainly wouldn’t be reading a sequel. And yet, here comes the sequel, and here comes me checking out the sequel. 😂 TBD on if I actually decide to go for it…
PS – the first book has a pretty cover too 😍