Out of Time is the first book in a series that focuses on Simon Cross and his asisstant Elizabeth West and how they end up back in the 1920’s all due to a small pocket watch. Simon is a lecture on the occult, Elizabeth is a student who helps him grade papers and slowly the attraction burns
Monique was born in Houston, Texas, but her family soon moved to Southern California. She grew up on both coasts, living in
Connecticut and California. She currently resides in Southern California with her naughty Siamese cat, Monkey.
Monique attended the University of Southern California’s Film School where she earned a BFA in the Filmic Writing department. Monique worked in television for several years before joining the family business. She now works full-time as a freelance writer and novelist.
She’s currently working on an adaptation of one of her screenplays, her father’s memoirs about his time in the Air Force’s Air Rescue Service, a literary fiction novella and the next in the Out of Time series.
It’s only when they end up in 1920 that they learn each other’s feelings. There is also a vampire involved in this as well, to make it a bit more supernatural but to be honest the vampire is very much a minor thing to make the book become more dramatic at the end.
Character-wise, I think the characters need to be looked at. Simon Cross is a man who rarely apologises yet we find him apologising so many times in one chapter, it kind of makes you wonder what has happened. He is also a man who prefers his own company to being in a big crowd, he likes his books more than people. And he’s British, so expect to here him saying ‘love’ a lot.
Elizabeth West is meant to have unruly hair – we learn this in the first part of the book when we meet her, trying to tame her hair. When she goes to get a job in the 1920’s she soothes her hair down and doesn’t really complain about her hair as she did before. There was also moments when you felt like you weren’t fully connected to her, she was just a bit all over the place as a character. This could have just been me as I slowly worked my way through the book,
but she didn’t seems complete.
The last 54 pages were the story about the supernatural, crammed in amongst more tension and lots of loose ends, unexplained ideas and half thoughts.
Until tomorrow: The older the fiddler, the sweeter the tune.