Book review + excerpt: Too Good at Goodbyes ~ RC Boldt

Posted October 29, 2019 in Reviews by Marieke/ 0 Comments

Book review + excerpt: Too Good at Goodbyes ~ RC BoldtTitle: Too Good at Goodbyes
Author: RC Boldt
Series: Standalone
Release date: October 29, 2019
(Sub)genres: Contemporary Romance
Pages: 361
Buy: Amazon US ~ Amazon UK
Rating: five-stars
I received this book from Give Me Books PR in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.

First Top 40 hit at age seventeen? My first tabloid breakup scandal quickly followed.
Earned my first Grammy? Discovered Mommy Dearest was embezzling my money.
Landed a leading role in a movie? My fiancé called off our engagement the next day.

I might have a multi-million-dollar recording contract, a sold-out world tour, and more money in the bank than I ever imagined, but every time I hit a milestone in my career, my personal life suffers.

Then in steps my new bodyguard, rugged and with a past I connect with. The closer we get, the more powerful my feelings grow, complicating our professional relationship.

I thought Kane would be different. I hoped he’d be the one man to stand by my side, undaunted by the fame and attention that trails me.

The press calls me the “Ice Princess of Pop” because of my unyielding façade throughout heartbreak and betrayal. Perhaps it’s time to show them the real me.

With every syllable, I pour out my emotions and allow them to puddle, forming lyrics from my soul’s breath. And with each word, my broken heart cries out for Kane, begging him to help me break this pattern.

To help me stop being so damn good at goodbyes.

Broken hearts and hurt feelings. You have to work through them, but what happens when you meet someone special while doing so? Too Good at Goodbyes tells the emotional tale of Simone and Kane, who both are not unfamiliar with heartbreak. I just adore their story.

Simone seems to be living the life; she’s a celebrated popstar with large numbers of fans and more than enough money to spend. But her fame and money aren’t always positive; it brings out the worst in people and the gossip magazines love to make up stories. Her love life is a disaster, and that hurts a lot. All Simone wants is a partner in life, for the good and the bad times. Kane – a former Green Beret / nowadays security guy – is also no stranger to heartbreak; it makes him question everything. Simone and Kane are both hurting, and both are hesitant to open up their heart again.

Poor, poor Simone. I feel so sorry for her. She might be rich and famous, but all she wants is somebody to love her. The real her, not the popstar. I think she’s a brave woman, to let Kane in her heart, even though she’s not sure about his feelings. Kane is still coming to terms with his breakup with his ex-girlfriend. He didn’t see it coming and falling for the gorgeous Simone is not part of the plan as well. Simone and Kane are an amazing couple, but the road to their Happily Ever After isn’t the easiest one.

Too Good at Goodbyes is yet another great story by RC Boldt. I love Simone and Kane; they are both good people who deserve all the best in life. Their story is sweet, sexy, angst-y and everything in between, I just love everything about it. Besides our lovely couple, there are a bunch of great side-characters (some you might know from other books by this author). And if you’re a fan of a great ‘epilogue’, Too Good at Goodbyes has the best; just one big swoon!

I love Kane and Simone; I give their beautiful story 5 stars.




Present Day
The Super Bowl Halftime Performance
Hard Rock Stadium
Miami Gardens, Florida

Facing what’s estimated to be over sixty-seven thousand people with my favorite guitar strapped snug against me, I prepare to sing my final song.

Standing up here in front of thousands of fans is second nature. I performed in countless dive bars before breaking onto the scene and securing my first record deal, then moving on to sold-out world tours. Which means I shouldn’t have sweaty palms like a preteen working up the nerve to talk to her crush.

My heart shouldn’t be racing like a horse competing in the Kentucky Derby.

My stomach shouldn’t churn as though I’ve eaten ceviche from a questionable food truck.

Tremors shouldn’t affect my hands like a virgin embarking on their deflowering.

None of this should be afflicting me. But it is.

Because of him.

Because of the current state of my heart.

But this is how I deal with heartache. With tragedy. With…life.

“This is a little different, and I hope you like it,” I rasp into the mic. Noise from the cheering fans is deafening, and like every time I perform, the surreal quality never quite fades.

Tonight marks the first time I’ll share a song I wrote about someone who eviscerated my heart entirely. My other relationships—and subsequent failures—pale in comparison.

It’s no secret that love and broken hearts inspire great songwriting. With regard to the latter, it’s never hard to find someone mourning an unrequited love, suffering heartache, or wishing they’d find their own glorified everlasting love.

But have you noticed when male musicians write about it, they’re never on the receiving end of the snide, sarcastic comments of, “Oh, poor thing. He’s rich and famous and can’t find love. Boo-freaking-hoo.”?

Yet when I write lyrics that are the closest thing to ripping out my heart and putting it on display for the world, I receive the “She’s probably selfish and put her career first” or “She probably cheated, and now she’s regretting it” or “Mm. So sad. The Ice Princess of Pop is heartbroken.”

My response? Fuck that noise. I’m writing from my heart and soul, regardless of how damaged they might be at any given time. And as long as my fans continue to support me, I’m going to keep on keepin’ on.

“I’d like to dedicate this song to a special person.” I duck my chin, willing myself to maintain composure. “It’s called ‘Embers.’”

Once I strum the first note on my guitar, everything around me fades. My voice emerges from the shards scattered within my chest where my working heart once was.

When I play that final chord, I see tears streaming down the faces of the fans in the front rows. And yet again, I’m reminded of something all too easily forgotten. That there are others who can relate to lyrics written from my soul’s breath.

Because in heartache, we’re never truly alone.

Copyright @2019 by RC BOLDT

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