I wanted to like Confessions of a Wedding Musician Mom. Really, I did. I love classical music and it has been a major part of my long life. I knew I was in trouble, however, on page 15 as the female protagonist opened her ‘yellow Schemer edition of Chopin’s preludes’. Every piano or other music student would immediately recognize a Schirmer’s Library edition, with the black scroll work on its yellow cover.
Against my better judgement, I persisted in continuing to read. I actually made it to page 63 of 189, before abandoning the project. What an abysmal mess! Eegads.
Heather Hershey is a 30-something housewife and mother, who studied music at college, but earned a degree in business. She worked in this field for several years, before marriage and becoming a stay-at-home-Mom. It’s really too bad that she didn’t spend more time in teaching her children how to behave. Now six and eight, they are totally undisciplined terrors which results in an enormous amount of shouting, but little else.
A chance meeting with a former classmate reminds her of her music background and she decides to become a ‘wedding musician.’ Really? Just like that? No thinking about it, no business plan, not even any idea how much she might be able to earn? Not to mention, could she still play the piano?
After being told about wedding planners, she discovers a luncheon for this group and eagerly attends. The president of the group introduces herself with a 20 word introduction. The author repeats this entire description once more on that page and twice on the next, in case we’d be likely to forget it. Really?
After a disastrous get-together with a friend who home-schools her kids, complete with encouraging germs to grow in petri dishes in her kitchen (?) and then discovering lice in all the kids hair . . .
At this point, my head hurt from all the shaking it was doing, and not in laughter, believe me.
If you happen to like juvenile humor, lots of shouting by Mom, frantically rushing around from here to there, and you don’t object too strongly to typos or missing words, you might like this book. It’s just not my cup of tea. Really.
First and foremost, Kelly is a reader, then a writer and editor. She adores Regency-set novels, and cozy mysteries. Every now and then, however, she finds something else to enjoy if it has a great premise with characters who belong in there, and fabulous writing! She writes under her own name, as well as her pen-name, Hetty St. James.
Review copy was provided free of any obligation by Jennifer McCoy Blaske. No monetary or any other form of compensation was received.