THE BURNOUT

When her job drives her bonkers, an overworked 30-something briefly considers the convent.

You didn’t use Zoose? That's the advertising slogan of a successful travel app called Zoose, where Sasha is director of special promotions. But as the title of Kinsella’s latest rom-com suggests, Sasha’s burgeoning inbox, her massive responsibilities, and her evil overlords—Joanne, the “empowerment and well-being officer,” and Asher, the nepotistically chosen department head—have all passed the outer limits of tolerability some time ago. She's so far down she can't even respond to the overtures of the handsome counter man at the takeout place where she buys the exact same dinner every night. She flips out and races to the convent across the street from her flat to sign up, and when they reject her application, runs out of the building and into a literal brick wall. When she wakes up, her mother has arranged for her to take a health and wellness break at a seaside hotel the family used to visit annually in Sasha’s childhood. On the train there, she meets her hot, nasty Mr. Darcy, also a corporate burnout, also a longtime visitor to the area, and an enemies-to-lovers plot clicks into play. It's hard to know the absolute maximum number of rundown hotel jokes and disgusting kale smoothie jokes that would be funny, but this number is definitely exceeded in the pages that follow. When the enemies finally turn into lovers, the obstacle produced to throw them off course one last time is annoyingly familiar and silly. It's not even worth having an obstacle if it's not going to be a little better than this. We had the bang, don't need the whimper.

This book can be read on autopilot, as it was likely written, but it does get you there.