Probably since about the day I met Steph, over two years ago, she has been eagerly awaiting the day that I read her precious "Outlander Series." She was convinced I would like it as much as her. And the verdict is . . . I liked it, well the first book at least. Unfortunately, I don't think I will ever hold it as dearly as she does. This is how I see it--she read the series back when she was in High School. When I was younger I read a lot of books, I thought The Babysitters Club was the bomb. But if I went back to read it now I don't think it would quite live up to my expectations--because turns out I have a life now and don't really need to live vicariously through Stacy or Claudia or Mary-Anne anymore ;)Outlander is what I would call a good beach read. I don't think I have read a book since Harry Potter that I find myself thinking about when I wasn't actually reading it. It is one of those books where you really want to know what is going to happen so you just keep reading, even though you realize it is three in the morning. For a beach read it has exceptional writing, but just a little too much soft porn for my taste. Don't get me wrong, I was immediately won over by Jamie and think he sounds like a hottie, but I can only take so many "love" scenes.
If you want to be transported to another time and become fully engrossed in what you are reading, Outlander is the way to go. I am absolutely curious about the continued fate of Claire and Jamie so don't be surprised if the second book of the series pops up on Booknymphs sometime soon.
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