There haven't been very many reviews up lately because I am trying to plow through the pile of cheap/free books that I have around the house that I don't have massive amounts of interest in reading. A lot of them are Nora Roberts books, which go all over the map for me in interest. Sadly, most of the ones I have been reading lately are so blah/boring that I haven't finished them, and thus I don't review them. I finished this one, but I don't know why I bothered other than it was a book that I could read while knitting.
Basically, this is the most predictable/cliche book I have ever read. Plucky talented young newsgirl ends up with established and totally batshit crazy star as her enemy. Plucky girl rises to the top of the talk shows, enemy seethes. Plucky girl gets a boyfriend and a stalker. Stalker naturally decides to kill anyone that does anything to plucky girl, including her crazy enemy. Every single note of this is utterly predictable and there is nothing you haven't read before somewhere else. The bad guys are bad, the good guys are good, everyone is pretty one note. I guessed the stalker's identity right off the bat. Eh.
It's well written, for what that's worth, but I suspect she wrote this one in her sleep. It would have been good if anything had happened in the plot that I wasn't expecting.