Wednesday, 13 June 2012

“Lighted mirror, long counter, padded stool, clothes rack. And God bless America, a neat sofa”

The second part of The MacGregor Grooms concerns the playboy and professional boat owner Duncan Blade, son of Serena MacGregor and Justin Blade, and brother of Amelia, Gwendolyn and, who can forget, 'Mac' MacGregor. For Daniel Duncan, their alcoholic loon of a grandfather, Duncan is his spiritual successor, because they share a love of cigars, drinking and gambling. However, The MacGregor has come to the conclusion he comes to with everyone eventually, and so it is about time Duncan settled down and married someone who also isn't interested in marriage and settling down, because without a family the passing of time is another variation of loneliness, as that great philosopher Nora Roberts once wrote. Therefore off we go to the Mississippi and the classic riverboat the Comanche Princess, a suspiciously successful riverboat so named because Duncan is of Native American blood and has a thing for princesses, possibly. It matters not, as they set sail from St. Louis all the way to New Orleans, with stops at Memphis and Natchez, both locations which may well exist.

With the vessel as loaded as the dice, Duncan awaits one crew-member, the glamorous lounge singer Catherine Farrell. Naturally Catherine (Cat to her friends. Hi, Cat!) is late, over a day late, in fact, and Duncan's patience has run as dry as the ginger ale. Then, to further complicate matters, a teenager in a disgusting baseball cap tries to stow aboard. Duncan won't stand for such behaviour, but is struck by this under-age girl's sexy body and emerald green eyes. Uh oh, Duncan, you're not in Mississippi yet. He need not worry, because this woman is no child, but in fact Cat Farrell, the of age glamorous lounge singer with a sexy body it is socially acceptable to slobber over. He ushers her onto his potentially metaphorical boat, and Cat doesn't have to be a yachtsman, slush or amateur architect to be impressed by the traditional décor, modern casino and free food. She would also have to be blind or a lesbian not to be impressed by the dashing, flirtatious Duncan Blade, with his head of hair, cheekbones and sexual confidence. Fortunately for Cat she is neither blind nor a lesbian, and as previously alluded to she is a lounge singer with no interest in sailing or booze. Soon the intense chemistry has hero, heroine and author unable to describe anything in their interior monologues without referring to body parts. Roberts uses the opportunity to display her virtuoso skills at lively dialogue as Duncan says, 'Sometimes you have to go down before you go up.' Oh boy, isn't it hot in here?

If Duncan was aroused when walking in to Cat's dressing room and finding her naked, that was no match to hearing her sing on stage in a single spotlight practically naked. He is smitten, in a way only red-blooded, extroverted billionaires can be smitten, and invites her to his office for some bottled water, biographical information and sex. They begin with bottled water and things move swiftly from there. Between passionate kisses Duncan boldly propositions her to let herself into his cabin after that evening's performance for additional connection. Having equated him to the intentional act of killing oneself Cat hurries to the door. Their chemistry is bubbling over too quickly, as only moments earlier she had ruled out sleeping with her boss and now she is about to sleep with her boss in exchange for career help. Still, if she didn't want to go to his cabin that evening then kissing him, being attracted to him and falling in love with him were obvious miscalculations for that so often flawless Southern logic. She returns below deck to indulge her healthy appetite for gratis meals, leaving Duncan to temper his arousal in ways more becoming of a gentleman. He is happy, therefore, to hear from his grandfather, but Duncan instantly smells a rat in The MacGregor's casual enquiry of Catherine Mary Farrell. To throw a proverbial gremlin into the matchmaking system Duncan invents an engagement between Cat and her piano player and hey presto!, the game is afoot.

Nevertheless, for all of Daniel Duncan's meddling and Duncan Junior's canny recognition of being played Nora Roberts has created little conflict for her hero and heroine to overcome. The end of third chapter twist is deceitful, a cynical ploy to get The MacGregor and The MacGregor's wife on the boat to see for themselves the predictable conclusion to events as Duncan takes Cat in full view of the poop deck. Part Two of The MacGregor Grooms is as tame and inconsequential as Part One, with little to differentiate the archetypal players of both stories. DC and Duncan share more than a first initial, and represent the standard alpha male readers readily devour. Duncan enjoys the high life and numerous vices, but he has fashioned a successful life for himself which affords him endless opportunities to make money whilst indulging his numerous vices. One such hobby is beautiful, ravishing women and Cat fits the bill perfectly. Not only is she attractive, but she is available and nearby, two of the necessary qualities men look for when they aren't fleshed out enough to have a type.

Without either having discernible personalities it is easy to assume Duncan and Cat have much in common. Perhaps they do, but what remains most ideal about the heroine is that marrying her will not force the hero into altering his lifestyle. DC required a little domesticity and a haircut, thus Layna enjoyed tidying and would have had scissors somewhere, but Duncan has no charming characteristics he will need to sacrifice to become an honest man. Catherine Farrell, meanwhile, is largely at odds with the straight-laced businesswoman Layna, as much as Layna was with DC. Cat and Duncan are like-minded hedonists, eager to copulate with no strings attached. While DC had to wear down Layna's prim exterior for the nymphomaniac beneath, Cat has a handful of moral qualms about romantic involvement with her employer and a chip on her shoulder borne from her squalid upbringing on the mean streets of Chicago. These, however, are minor hindrances and immediately over-looked in the handsome face of swagger and cash inducements.

The novella format offers Roberts a chance to cut through the usual conflicts and contrivances that scupper fifty-thousand-word Harlequin romances and concentrate instead on the highlights of a couple falling in love against their better judgement. The author attempts to compensate for a lack of drama, tension and narrative nuance with a rush to physical contact, sob story and kiss, hoping the reader will appreciate punchy prose and characters who know what they want and aren't interested in waiting. Nevertheless, if Roberts was concerned with realism Duncan's tale would be finished already and The MacGregor would be staving off the spectre of death by drunkenly pawing over his family tree for loose limbs. Instead he is needlessly headed for the Mississippi River for his cameo appearance. When he and Anna arrive they will find another grandchild in love and refusing to admit it, but they have seen this all before and emotional denial has no defence against a stubborn pensioner with whiskey on his breath and mischief in his mind. This time, Roberts will argue, The MacGregor maybe powerless, because it is not Duncan who needs manipulating, but Catherine, and how do you convince a woman in love that she is in love with the man she is in love with? Nora has only six chapters remaining and as the third closes to the sound of the hero's smug laughter Roberts has exhausted a credible amount of reticence. What to write for sixty pages? There simply aren't enough nautical phrases in the offing to tide us over.

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