Taking a trip to a small island off the
coast of Rhode Island in February seems like a crazy idea
for someone who has never been to New England in winter.
That is, unless you happen to be Elizabeth McGill, a writer
intent on immersing herself in the history-rich setting of
her next novel.
As Elizabeth delves into the world of
Matthew, an eighteenth century pirate, and his childhood
sweetheart, Abby, the novelist cannot help but be distracted
by her gorgeous, piratical-looking neighbor, Lucius Stone.
When a storm forces the writer and the handyman together,
Elizabeth discovers her characters aren’t the only ones who
can burn up the sheets.
A sexy hero, a smart heroine, and an
intriguing story-within-a-story, Pirate’s Booty
has all the elements of a great tale. Yet despite its
interesting premise, Pirate’s Booty never
quite grabbed me. The pacing seemed rushed, in that
characters seemed to act on impulse at times and the
explanation for their behavior felt like it was an
afterthought. There were also too many asides; they pulled
me out of the story at odd times. Concerning the
characters, I really wanted to get to know Lucius better.
Though he was a dominant presence in the book, I never felt
that I really got to “know” him. Elizabeth was charming and
I enjoyed watching her work through her novel in her head.
For me, watching Elizabeth develop her book’s plot was one
of the most interesting parts of Pirate’s Booty.
What would have made the story more
interesting for me overall was more development. I would
have loved to see both Elizabeth and Lucius and Matthew and
Abby’s stories fleshed out some more. Perhaps a longer
story might have done the plot more justice. All in all,
Pirate’s Booty was enjoyable, but it didn’t sweep