Not exactly what you expect of me, I know, but my book discussion group, The Pageturners, are reading it. I finished it yesterday and while I was reading it, I enjoyed it… sort of. So, here’s my mini-spoiler-free review from the verge:
Some characters were too stereotypical for the 60s. I’m hard pressed to believe that having an oddball group of friends brings out the best in everyone. But the story was good. About a hundred pages too long and while I’m sure Charleston is lovely, I could do with less love of land and just move the story along.
If you like Richard Russo, you’ll probably like South of Broad. To sum up my review in one word: meh.