But when I reached the halfway point in First Frost and realized that the only plot developments that had been made were rehashes of things the reader should already have known, I was frustrated. I’m not adverse to a little bit of recapping in a series it’s often helpful.
It’s not a bad idea, and there’s certainly the fanbase to support this novel, but I unfortunately found that this book hinged far too much upon the success of the author’s previous novel, rather than venturing out to break new ground.įor instance, roughly one-fourth of this book consists of recapping, informing the reader what happened in Garden Spells.
Taking place 10 years after Sarah Addison Allen’s extremely well-received debut, Garden Spells (a novel that remains her most popular), this book catches readers up with the lives of the Waverley family. And through it all, the Waverley sisters must search for a way to hold their family together through their troublesome season of change, waiting for that extraordinary event that is First Frost. When a mysterious stranger shows up and challenges the very heart of their family, each of them must make choices they have never confronted before. But how can he, when he is so far outside her grasp that he appears to her as little more than a puff of smoke? Sydney’s daughter, Bay, has lost her heart to the boy she knows it belongs to. Yet the longer she tries, the more her desire becomes an unquenchable thirst, stealing the pleasure out of the life she already has. With each passing day she longs more for a baby - a namesake for her wonderful Henry. Sydney Waverley, too, is losing her balance. Though her handcrafted confections - rose to recall lost love, lavender to promote happiness and lemon verbena to soothe throats and minds - are singularly effective, the business of selling them is costing her the everyday joys of her family, and her belief in her own precious gifts. But this year, first frost has much more in store.Ĭlaire Waverley has started a successful new venture, Waverley’s Candies. As temperatures drop and leaves begin to turn, the Waverley women are made restless by the whims of their mischievous apple tree. It's October in Bascom, North Carolina, and autumn will not go quietly.
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