Book Review: Top Choice by Sophie McAloon

Publisher: Hegge Press

Release date: April 15, 2018

Genre: Romance/science fiction

Pages: 342

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AMAZON SUMMARY:

“As a future leader of the female-led regime her grandmother fought hard to establish, Alice Kearns is no stranger to pressure. Being the best in a society where women are expected to be high achieving is the only option her powerful mother has ever accepted for her. But fortunately, as of her eighteenth birthday, Ali now has a place to blow off steam: she’s finally allowed into the Choice Clubs.

Filled with an enticing mix of music, drinks and gorgeous guys, the Choice Clubs were founded to ensure that smart girls wouldn’t get distracted in their real lives by anything as trivial as a shallow crush or a handsome face. Choice guys are fun, flirty, and the perfect eye candy, but Ali would never dream of actually falling for one – until she meets Tag.

Tag MacPhail is Top Choice. With his mischievous grin and chiseled abs, he is exactly the kind of boy that Ali’s mother believes needs to be kept contained. But after he kisses Ali at the Choice Club, she suddenly sees him everywhere – and she’s surprised to learn that there’s more to him than his perfect looks. Tag is sweeter, smarter, and funnier than Ali ever expected. And, she soon discovers, he’s also dangerous… because Tag leads a double life: when he’s not working at the Club, he’s part of a rebel group trying to overturn the girl-power society that the women in Ali’s family have worked so hard to put in place.

Getting closer to Tag upends everything Ali thought she knew. But will she betray everything she was raised to protect for a guy she’s not even sure she can trust?”

MY REVIEW:

As I say on my review policy page, I’m not usually one for science fiction. However, when I read the description of Top Choice—in which a society exists where men and women’s power roles, as we know them, have been switched—the curious feminist in me couldn’t resist. And that curious feminist was not disappointed.

The pacing was extremely well done. In so many romance novels, I feel like the instant electricity between the two main characters is so exaggerated that it’s almost laughable. However, Sophie McAloon manages to create a story in which the hero and heroine are given the chance to truly get to know each other and form a connection—both emotionally and physically. The pace is believable but not so slow that McAloon risked losing my interest. Ali’s mother also forbids them from being together, which of course adds a good bit of fun!

 However, as Ali and Tag grow closer, Ali struggles with knowing whether Tag truly has feelings for her or whether he is simply manipulating her with ulterior motives in mind. In other romance novels I’ve read, the author will switch between the hero’s and the heroine’s respective points of view, but not here. McAloon’s choice to tell the story only from Ali’s point of view allows us to wonder about Tag’s motives right along with her, which had me constantly guessing what was going to happen next.

As a woman and a staunch feminist, I’m used to identifying with the underdog. However, I had an odd feeling throughout the novel of being torn. On one hand, I wanted the Violent Sentinels’ (the rebel group mentioned in the Amazon summary) cause to triumph and for men to gain the right to vote and be educated. That’s democracy. That’s human rights. However, on the other hand, I didn’t want the Sentinels to win. I didn’t want the women in this society to be forced to cede any power to the men. Part of this is my own pettiness. Like, haha! Now maybe you’ll realize how it feels to have your rights stripped and then dictated to you by people who have no idea what it’s like to live inside of your oppressed body. Another part of it is knowing that men had their chance with the world, for thousands of years, and they ruined it. Now it’s our turn to see if we can do better. Like I said, the entire novel is told from Ali’s point of view—descended from a long line of powerful females who have been instrumental in the seizing of power from men—so what I know of the society is biased. She tells us how Rape Culture and incidents of domestic violence have all but disappeared, how the number of murders has decreased phenomenally. It seems better. But still, in the back of my head is the voice: but it’s not equal. Like I said, I was torn throughout the novel regarding which side I would be on, were I a member of this particular society. Not only was that fascinating to think about, but it also added layer after layer to McAloon’s work.

One memorable passage along these lines:

“You know what they’re doing is wrong.”

“Yeah,” I pause. “But so is what you guys are doing. It’s not about equality anymore. It’s about power now. For both sides.”

He drops his head back and exhales, then lets his swollen lids fall closed. His breathing slows and it makes me wonder how long it’s been since he slept. Then he speaks again.

“It is about power. About taking it back – making them pay for all their messed-up rules, and their power-trips, and all the barriers they put up to keep us down.”

I wish that we had learned more about the actual women-led society in which they were living. We are given snippets here and there. Men cannot vote. Men are largely uneducated. Forced sterility for criminal men is apparently a thing. But I wish we knew more than just those small bits. I wanted details! This is a good thing, because it means that I found the setting so interesting that I was craving more!

McAloon briefly describes the dystopian aspects of the novel here: “The rows of apartment complexes and townhomes here are all covered in ad Flashes. Commercials and giant images play across the entire surface of each street-facing wall. It’s only in the richer neighborhoods that homes are completely Flash-free. Anywhere else, people willingly offer up their exterior wall-space for extra income. It takes a lot of money to go non-digital, from smaller items like books, games, and vintage appliances, to the bigger possessions – like wall space.”

Ali’s mother also acts as a symbol of their dystopia. Her constant, eerie repetition of the phrase, “We’re doing the right thing,” is to her city and her people, what George Orwell’s unforgettable mantra of “War is Peace. Freedom is Slavery. Ignorance is Strength,” is to the poor inhabitants of his novel 1984.

One problem I had was that bisexuality isn’t really treated as being a real thing. So as to avoid spoilers, I won’t name names, but… At one point, a high-profile man is seen coming out of a VIP room with a Choice guy. Ali (having thought the Choice guy was straight up until this point) immediately changes her mind and assumes that he must be gay. The option of bisexuality is not even entertained as a possibility. For such a liberal society, their ideas regarding the spectrum of sexual identity is still clearly lacking.

Still, my complaints are few. Overall, Top Choice kept me on the edge of my seat the whole way through, wanting to find out what would happen next. Not only that—it also had my mind constantly wrestling with ambiguous ethical dilemmas, as well as questioning any feelings it brought up that weren’t 100% politically correct. I would definitely recommend Top Choice by Sophie McAloon. It appeals to a wide range of readers, from romance lovers to science fiction junkies.

P.S. I received a free copy of this book from Hidden Gems in exchange for an honest review. All opinions are 100% my own. Amazon affiliate links are contained within this post.

My rating: A solid 4 out of 5 tiaras!

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About the author:

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Image courtesy of SophieMcAloon.com

Sophie McAloon was born and raised in small rural towns across the East Coast of Canada, and now lives in historic Saint John, NB (quite possibly the friendliest, most awesome city in Canada) with her husband, three amazing kids, and Waldo the dog. She has explored Antarctica and Africa and a bunch of places in between, moved more times than she can count on both hands, and worked at a handful of jobs – many of which she hated, but none of which she regrets. She has always loved to write, and she is grateful that she gets to fill so much of her free time now playing on paper (okay – so it’s a laptop, but paper sounds so much more poetic). She is an introvert by nature, so what better way to experience the thrill of being the boldest guest at the party or the toughest leader during a wild revolt – without even having to raise her voice! Visit her website, and follow her on Goodreads, Pinterest, Facebook, and Instagram!

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Since When Did Book Clubs Get So Wine-y?

When I think of book clubs, I think of two things: women and wine.

The movie poster of Book Club, the 2018 film starring Diane Keaton, Candice Bergen, Jane Fonda, and Mary Steenburgen, features the four women against a clean, white background, their equally white table populated by bowls filled with salad and glasses filled with equally white wine. David Sims with The Atlantic even calls it a “delightful, white wine-soaked romp.”

A quick search of the words “book club” on Pinterest produces a myriad of images depicting women sipping wine. The same search on Etsy yields wine glasses, and even candles (fashioned from the bottoms of  recycled wine bottles, natch), emblazoned with the slogan: “My book club can out drink your book club.”

There’s no shortage of Internet articles celebrating the conflation of book clubs with wine drinking, like this one from Bustle, entitled, “9 Book and Wine Pairings That Are Perfect For A Boozy Book Club.” A different Bustle article asks, “What’s a book club without a glass of wine or three?” Even Better Homes & Gardens proclaims, “There’s nothing better than having a book club discussion over a few glasses of wine with your closest friends.”

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Since when have book clubs been so obsessed with drinking? Well, basically since their invention, according to Charles Shillito’s 18th century poem “The country book-club.” He said clubs are “scenes…with minds less polished, but with lungs more loud” where men were able to “taste the sweets of literature—and wine.” The emphasis there is Shillito’s.

And wine, even in 2018, is still at the center of these (supposedly) literary gatherings. Not that I have a problem with wine. I don’t. The trouble for me, though, is that we’re not calling it a wine night. We’re calling it a book club.

In our society, a woman is shamed for taking time for herself. That is changing, with the ever-present mantra of “self care” popping up all over the place, in which women are advised to take personal time to care for their own physical and mental well-being. With that in mind, what’s so wrong with women getting together for an hour a week to relax and have a few glass of chardonnay with the gals? Nothing. But I fear that, because a woman is allowed so little time for herself, she may feel the need to make the most of it during her book club time. She spends the week waking up at dawn, getting the kids ready for school or daycare, working 9 to 5, picking the kids up, making dinner, cleaning the house, emotionally fulfilling her husband, going to sleep much later than she’d intended, and then doing it all over again. This may look like a crude snapshot of life for women from decades past, but it’s still the reality for many women in 2018. And even if a woman doesn’t have children, the snapshot doesn’t especially change.

In short, the woman is responsible for the emotional labor of a relationship, and that’s exhausting. So, when she gets a night off, she wants to loosen up by drinking and socializing with friends (which she hardly ever gets to do).

But that’s not the purpose of a book club. A book club is for education, for discussion of intellectual ideas. Which, of course, isn’t as fun or as relaxing. And after the full-time job she’s worked at all week (where she most likely isn’t paid as much as her male coworkers for equal work), not to mention the emotional labor she’s performed all week by managing her husband and household, she doesn’t want to perform yet another chore of exercising her mind. In fact, she wants to put her mind on mute.

This isn’t fair to women. It isn’t fair that they barely have the time to read a book, let alone get together once a week to discuss it. It isn’t fair that women feel like they can’t create intellectual spaces for themselves, simply because they are too exhausted. Because women don’t want to call it a wine night or a ladies’ night. That sounds trivial. That sounds like a reason to neglect their husbands. But a book club? That’s intellectual. That’s education. That is a woman improving herself, which isn’t really “wasted” time, the way a bubble bath or a Girls’ Night Out would be.

What women need are both: a place to relax with wine, and a place to discuss intellectual ideas. There’s no reason that these two things can’t exist together; it’s just that they seldom do. It’s not an uncommon opinion that the best book clubs have a no drinking policy. Personally, I don’t think that that’s necessarily true. However, I do think that the best book clubs have a structure, and probably a discussion leader. Therefore, a book club is just one more thing on a woman’s to do list, after picking dirty laundry up off the floor, planning meal nights for the week, and reminding her husband for the fourth time to call his mother because today is her birthday.

It shouldn’t be like that. Women shouldn’t be in charge of 99% of the household management. It’s not fair. And that’s what we need to work on: making sure that women aren’t so tired from all that B.S. described above, that they are unable—or unwilling—to sit down for an hour to attend a book club discussion. And THEN maybe go out for a glass (or three) of wine.

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