Theatre headliner Trevor Rowland is at the peak of his career when disaster strikes. In one fell swoop, he loses his eyesight, his fame, and his boyfriend, who absconds with most of his money. Trevor must take on a flatmate, hardworking East Ender Jack Burrows, to afford the rent. Anger and bitterness have taken up residence in his heart—but Jack shines light into the shadowy corners with his relentlessly sunny disposition.
Jack introduces Trevor to a local drag club and convinces him he can enjoy the stage again. Trevor’s defences slowly come down as Jack becomes much more than a barely tolerated roommate.
But will Trevor’s fragile trust be destroyed when it appears he’s been manipulated yet again by a man he’s come to care for? Will he reclaim his life or crawl back into a shell of defeat? Trevor must learn to trust not only a man, but himself, once more.
Anyone who follows my reviews will know how much I love Bonnie Dee historicals and now I took a chance on her contemporaries, I was well rewarded for the risk. I was able to empathize with Trevor's sudden life change and some of his insecurities surrounding those changes. Okay, not the partner running off with everything but the change in health is a quality of life case that I can understand. Truth is, Trevor comes to terms with it a lot faster than most would, even if it takes his roommate, Jack, giving him a kick in the pants for him to see it.
Jack is an awesome character who breathes life back into Trevor. I won't lie, his accent was a little tricky to get use to and some words left me with more than one moment of "huh?". Never though, did it detract from the beauty of his zest for life or his determination to get Trevor to see the upside of his future.
As it often is in fiction and in life, miscommunication, or lack thereof, is the angst culprit and you just want to give Trevor a good shaking. But truth is, it would have been a very short story without a little drama. All in all, historicals may be my number one sub-genre but The Mighty Have Fallen is a wonderful example that Bonnie Dee can do present as well as the past.
I began telling stories as a child. Whenever there was a sleepover, I was the designated ghost tale teller. I still have a story printed on yellow legal paper in second grade about a ghost, a witch and a talking cat.
Writing childish stories for my own pleasure led to majoring in English at college. Like most English majors, I dreamed of writing a novel, but at that time in my life didn't have the necessary focus and follow through. Then life happened. A husband and children occupied the next twenty years and it was only in 2000 that I began writing again.
I enjoy dabbling in many genres. Each gives me a different way to express myself. I've developed a habit of writing every day that's almost an addiction. I don't think I could stop now if I tried.