I will read anything I can get my hands on. Seriously.
Most books I read are reviewed for Harlequin Junkie, but I'll have an occasional independent or author requested review that I'll post.
Grab your tissues. You’ll definitely need them when you read We Are All Made of Stars. But don’t worry that this is strictly a sobfest. It’s not. Rowan Coleman blended in enough laughs and happy-for-now endings to make this a stellar piece of heartfelt women’s fiction to remember.
‘For a moment, for too brief a moment, I was the man that loved you, but now I am changed. I am the air, the moon, the stars. For we are all made of stars, my beloved.’
This truly was a stunning novel but it is rather difficult to explain. Filled with Rowan Coleman’s emotionally rich writing and told from multiple POVs, we followed along as our protagonists dealt with love, loss, grief and new beginnings. The common denominator here was the hospice center. All of the characters’ lives were touched in some way and were intertwined somehow with the Marie Francis facility.