by Anne McCaffrey
A good story ruined by profanity and sexual content. I'm not sure why Anne McCaffrey felt like she had to make Killashandra be promiscuous; that's something that belongs in soap operas and badly made Hollywood movies, not quality science fiction novels.
I enjoy M/M romantic fiction with sheer delight. Firstly, the non-availability of this genre in the neighborhood bookstores creates an aura of childlike excitement around the needed procurement. Secondly, it is neither the clichéd comforting candied fiction nor some rousing pornographic ventures. (G...
Stunning conclusion to Killashandra Ree. I liked this one as we see her losing her grip and becoming like all the other crystal singers she used to rip on. Her loss of memory disturbed me. Her callousness depressed me. When a chance encounter with a sentient rock "jolts" her back, it's like she'...