She’s mostly convinced herself that no one will ever spot it, but if they do, it will spell disaster for her burgeoning career. Meanwhile, she can’t talk to her best friend and roommate about any of it because they’re barely on speaking terms (and she doesn’t know why), and Meg is still trying to shake off a sense of guilt about the hidden message she left in a client’s wedding invitation forecasting the demise of the relationship. Overwhelmed by the pressures of fame, her work feels forced and uninspired. She’s lost her creative spark just as an important deadline for a hand lettered journal showcasing her innovative style looms, and she’s panicking. As Love Lettering begins, Meg – dubbed The Planner of Park Slope – is struggling to enjoy her success. But then word about her talent spread like wildfire over social media, and her once quiet life became a distant memory. Meg Mackworth was mostly content working at an upscale paperie, creating beautiful custom hand-lettered stationery, journals and planners for its elite clientele. When I wasn’t wholly distracted because I was visualizing letters and fonts and serifs and sans serifs, I loved this quietly charming – and slightly magical – opposites attract romance. I love the art of hand lettering and calligraphy, but I sometimes found the minute focus on the process and different styles (which I obsessed over while reading the text!) distracted my attention from the love story. I put off writing a review for Love Lettering because I have so many mixed feelings about the book.
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