See Jane Score
Series: Chinooks Hockey Team #2
Release date: January 28th 2003
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Sports, Romance
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This is Jane
A little subdued. A little stubborn. A little tired of going out on blind dates with men who drive vans with sofas in the back, Jane Alcott is living the Single Girl existence in the big city. She is also leading a double life. By day, she's a reporter covering the raucous Seattle Chinooks hockey team—especially their notorious goalie Luc Martineau. By night, she's a writer, secretly creating the scandalous adventures of "Honey Pie"...the magazine series that has all the men talking.
See Jane spar
Luc has made his feelings about parasite reporters—and Jane—perfectly clear. But if he thinks he's going to make her life a misery, he'd better think again.
See Jane attract
For as long as he can remember, Luc has been single minded about his career. The last thing he needs is a smart mouthed, pain in the backside, reporter digging into his past and getting in his way. But once the little reporter shed her black and gray clothes in favor of a sexy red dress, Luc sees that there is more to Jane than originally meets the eye.
Maybe it's time to take a risk. Maybe it's time to live out fantasies. Maybe it's time to....
See Jane score!
The GingerSnap’s review
This book was published in 2003. 2003 might have been a long time ago, but I’m of the opinion that however far back in history we go, toxic masculinity, the derogatory use of the word “pussy” and the phrase “like a girl”, jokes about sexual harassment, blaming men’s inappropriate actions on women’s clothing choices, and the categorisation of women as either “smart” OR “pretty” are never okay.
This book had it all going for it: Jane is a journalist (who also writes erotica!!) who gets assigned to cover the local Seattle hockey team, and despite the team’s collective attempts to box her out because, in their opinion, she has no place in their crew, she manages to not only win them over, but she also excels at covering their games. Luc is the hot, aloof team goalie that initially treats Jane with malice, but the more time Jane spends with the team, the more Luc grows to like her.
Smart women who write erotica! Hot goalies! Seattle! I’m all for this! But this book crashed and burned, fellow feminist friends, and it made me want to light my iPad on fire with my rage.
Let’s start out with the way Luc and his teammates talk about Jane’s appearance. The men on the team tell her she looks like a lesbian in her glasses, which Luc describes as “in style with militant women’s groups” (what does that even mean!?); Luc thinks she’s “plain”, with breasts too small to be attractive, since he’s into “Barbie Doll women” (oh, I could write an essay alone on how messed up that phrase is); and he calls her onesie “The-I-don’t-ever-want-to-get-laid-again-look”. That alone was enough reason to put down the book, but for you, our dedicated readers, I prevailed. But oh, how I wish I hadn’t.
Because it turns out that Luc isn’t the only asshole in this book. Jane describes the women who hang around with the team, the “Rink Bunnies” (again, so messed up), as having “man-eater” eyes; she makes a joke about Luc sexually harassing her; and when offered dessert, she actually says the phrase, “Sorry, I don’t eat dessert. It makes me fat.” So slut-shaming, sexual harassment jokes, and a character who woefully restricts her diet– those were also enough to put this book down.
The cherry on top of this fucked up sundae, however, was Luc’s conversation with his younger sister, Marie. Marie is wearing a padded bra that makes Luc uncomfortable. Fine, fine, we all find it weird to see physical evidence of our siblings growing up, but they’re just boobs, dude, so have some chill. But Luc has no chill. He shames his sister about her bra, telling her that it’s her fault that all the boys are “staring at your hooters” and not “thinking very nice things about you”. In what world is that supposed to make her feel more comfortable with 1. her body 2. her peers or 3. her brother? Luc then goes on to tell his 16-year-old sister that if she’s going to walk around in a bra like that, she can just assume that guys will think she’s “smutty”, because “you can’t walk around in a bra that turns boys on”. So he’s slut-shaming his sister, and telling her that any unwanted male attention she’s getting is her fault for wearing a water bra. Please excuse me while I go scream forever about this assclown.
And then we come to the final straw that broke this romance reader’s back: when Rachel Gibson writes, “Jane had always been the smart one. Caroline the pretty one. Tonight Caroline was the pretty and smart one.” In what world is it ever okay to shove women into these inane categories?
There’s also Luc uttering the phrase “That didn’t hurt, you pussy” to a guy he just bashed in the shin, Jane afraid she’ll “burst into tears like a girl”, and Luc telling Jane he’s “going to have her”, as though she’s some sort of property he can own and sell at will.
The writing in this book is also stilted and choppy, and a sex scene ends with the phrase “pretty freaking-A fantastic”.
In conclusion: don’t read this book, readers. This book is why, 4 feminist waves in, we still can’t have nice things.
I would recommend this book to…
No one. Literally, no one. Don’t read it. Ever.