Book Review: “Playing My Love” by Angela Peach

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After I finished this novel I thought to myself, “how on earth am I going to review it and not give anything away?”

Book blurb from Amazon:

I’d never believed in love at first sight. I mean, it had never happened to me, so I guess I just didn’t think about it. But then… 
Darcy. Beautiful, kind, intelligent Darcy, who showed me a whole new meaning to the word love, and how to live when I thought there was nothing to live for. 
While teaching me how to play the guitar a deep friendship developed between us, but it only made me want what I couldn’t have…or could I? Faced with difficult times and hard choices, Darcy becomes a crucial element in my life. 
I’m hiding something from her though. Something big that could destroy all the trust we’ve built. 
Was it love at first sight? No. 
It was so much more.”

Lesbian fiction author, Angela Peach, has done it again! ‘Playing My Love’ captivated me and I honestly felt for these characters from page one. I felt their happiness, their sorrow, their uplifting spirits, their love, as well as their journeys. This book is categorized as a romantic comedy, but I think it was much more. Deeper really.

“How did she do that? I stared at her in amazement. Without even talking to me, she’d completely altered my mood from depressed and suicidal to hopeful and uplifted.”

It’s true in other reviews stating that this book plays your heartstrings. As a hopeless romantic myself and one who loves stories where love is challenged, fought for, and hoping to be won in the end – this is definitely a book that hooked me. Now, with saying that and not giving it all away, Angela has given 2 alternate endings – one of which you may choose for yourself. To be honest though, I felt it was a bit confusing to have to read one ending and then fall into another. But hey, way to switch it up! My favorite was #2 – you’ll just have to find out exactly what that is when you read it ;)

“No matter where I was, if I wasn’t with Alison, I would always be thinking about her. My feelings for her weren’t ever going to go away.”

Have you ever been in love but couldn’t act upon it? Everyone has their reasons why and Angela really takes you through their individual journeys. I definitely recommend this book. It’s a great easy read that has light-hearted moments, comedic banter, and deeper meanings.

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Amazon link: http://www.amazon.com/Playing-My-Love-Angela-Peach-ebook/dp/B00GW5RES8

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Coming Out

When I say those words, “coming out”, what is the first thing that comes to your mind? Do those words make you smile? Feel scared? Maybe horrified? What heterosexual’s do not understand is that we have to go through this whole “coming out” process. Which personally I think is stupid. Straight people do not experience anxiety telling someone they have a boyfriend or girlfriend. Why should we? Well – society of course! We are the ones out of the “norm” so we must “come out” as being different. Regardless, coming out can be one of the most difficult times for someone and for others be extremely easy. To my LGBT community: Are you thinking about coming out? Have you already? If you have, what happened? Was it hard, easy? Please feel free to share your own stories.

A lot of the time it’s easier to come out to people you’re not very close to. The first person I ever came out to was a friend of mine who is bisexual. It was easy because I knew she wouldn’t mind. But as the time went on, I got tired of hiding. I started feeling depressed and constantly feeling like I was a fake when I was around my family. I think more so because I had a girlfriend at that time and she was a complete secret. So in 2007 (I was 20), I came out to my mom first and my sister 2 months later.

My mom knew something had been going on with me. One afternoon it was just her and I at home. I was in the kitchen and she was in the family room. I hid behind a wall that divides the two rooms. I said, “mom, I need to tell you something…” She said, “okay, what?” Right when she said that I freaked and couldn’t say a word. So my mom being her wonderful self started asking me questions. She said, “okay well, you did drugs? You smoked? You had sex? You’re gay?” I almost threw up I was so scared. I started crying. She continued to ask me those same questions, but asked them one at a time. They were all “no’s” until that last question. I was silent. I shook my head yes and cried harder. She was calm and came over to me and asked if it was a phase. I said no. She asked about my girlfriend at the time and asked if she was also gay and if we were together. I said yes and all she said was okay. She hugged me, wiped my tears, and asked if I could take her to the store – lol. The atmosphere was awkward for about an hour. When we got back home my mom said, “well I guess you don’t want those calendars with boys all over them now,” and giggled. Then proceeded with her joke of, “I know your favorite flower now! Tulips! (two-lips, she’s so dirty haha). We laughed and after all that stress and anxiety it was okay. My sister was easy, when I told her all she said was, “Katie, c’mon now, it’s 2007, do you think I really care?” LOL!

Now in some cases, coming out can be extremely difficult. Some parents can be strict or religious and may even tell you that you’re going to hell. I’d advise you to wait until you can stand on your own feet and feel strong enough to do it. I only came out to my dad this year because it was too hard when I lived at home. He’s a very strict man who is stuck to his middle-eastern culture. He was shocked when he found out and was trying to come up with any reason that could have made me this way. He believes that it’s a “choice” that I made. Whenever I see him we do not discuss it and he acts as if nothing happened. Some people need to deal that way. Parent’s have their own coming out process as well. They need time too. Whatever choice he decides to make, either accepting me as I am or not, that’s on him. Not me. It will not affect my life or my happiness.

Can you relate your own experiences? How can you help someone else struggling with their own coming out?

-Katie