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review 2017-09-22 18:28
We Met in Dreams
We Met in Dreams - Rowan McAllister

“Yesterday in the park, I was feeling quite sorry for myself. I sat on that bench for a long time, trying to dredge up the strength to return to my empty apartments. Then an angel dropped in my lap, invited me to tea, and kissed me, and ever since I’ve been struggling to believe my luck. I feel as if I’m in a dream, and at any moment, I’ll wake broken and alone again.”

 

This book is the perfect blend of paranormal, mystery, historical fiction and romance.  Just an absolutely beautiful story that kept me on the edge of my seat; kept me continuously wondering who to trust, what to believe and how this would end.  And none of it was as I suspected which made the journey that much better.

 

I adored both these beautiful men and how they each became the angel the other needed to see through their darkness and see light and happiness awaiting them with each other.

 

And the visual descriptions of this manor, the period dress and the glimpses into London were perfectly captured for me. I was left mezmerized. 

 

Thanks Marco for the recommendation...truly one to follow.

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review 2017-09-10 21:13
Looking In
Looking In - Michael Bailey

This will likely be one of the most difficult reviews I have written…at least in the top 3.  But one I feel important to write.  There is absolutely no doubt that for a debut novel this one was one I wanted desperately to love.  And while there is undoubtedly talent to this Author, regretfully this one fell short for me. 

 

He turned from me and looked down to where I still held his hand. Again, he whispered, “Then why am I always alone?”

The sadness in his voice cut me to the core. I didn’t want it to be there. I wanted to take that pain from him, erase it, make it disappear.

I let go of his hand and placed it on his cheek, gently turning him to face me again. “Because you were waiting for me, and just didn’t know it. Just as I’ve been waiting for you. You’re not alone. You’ll never be alone again.”

 

Or

 

I lied when I said I had him.  The truth was, he had me.

 

Beautiful  writing.  Beautiful writing indeed. So don’t for a minute believe that I have any doubts as to this Author’s potential. It is great.  And yet what this Author seems to be lacking is structure and organization.  What this Author seems to need is a mentor who can help guide this talent on its path to greatness.  I want this for him…because, as I said, he has what it takes to be great.

 

Now a writer I am not.  But I am a designer.  Am I a great designer? No.  Do I need critique and the ability to bounce ideas off others.  Absolutely.  And finding this critique is likely better coming from a wide range of sources.  For example if I am designing a school, I need critique not only from other Architects, but teachers, students, parents, janitors, etc.  People to look at my design from all aspects.  If I have looked at my design too long, I can become blind and can many times not see what is right in front of me.  Plus my design can become too personal.  It is my baby. I have poured my heart into it.  So it is hard to accept critique.  But if I am to learn and get better it is a critical part to the process of improving my art.

 

So for me, this book lacked that critique from all angles.  This book has the bones.  It has the potential.  And there were scenes so beautifully written that I felt the love.  The scene with Greg and David was absolutely my favorite.  The first kiss and first sexual encounter between David and Adam was beautifully captured.  Tender and lovely.  But there was way too much going on and too many holes left unfilled that at the end of the book just become frustrating for me as a reader.  And writing dual POV only to play some scenes from both POVs becomes repetitive, regardless of the different emotions felt.  Much of the internal dialogues throughout became repetitive as well to the point that I felt I was being drilled with details like I had a memory issue. 

 

Lucas.  This character was completely unnecessary as was this storyline.  We missed all interactions between him and Adam regarding the comic books.  We lacked their connection, something I am sure could have been beautiful.  And I am not a doctor nor do I have children with leukemia, but can a child begin treatment and within 2 months be in remission??  And where the hell was this boy’s mother?  Just many doors opened for this storyline that wrapped up in a single sentence at 95% or had holes left unfilled.

 

Adam.  A veteran with 4 tours of duty in Afghanistan, and yet other than knowing this and him having a brother he loves, I really know very little about him. A tattoo of such beauty is mentioned early on and yet we never got any details as to the meaning behind it.  He is a protective and loving person and yet we got very few heart to heart moments between him and his brother and nephew. Many moments lost here to help show the heart of this man.

 

Greg.  I loved this character to pieces and as I stated above the exchange between him and David was perfect.  Yet to learn that this man has a brother that has he never tried to track down?  Ugh. Really?  Perhaps this opened a door to a future novel and Michael will take on this challenge next.  I can only hope.

 

David’s Dad.  This storyline became frustrating for me as a reader.  We knew early on that this man’s release from prison was going to take an emotional toll on David.  That he feared this man and his past.  And yet instances of lights being on which later go unacknowledged; David pondering who could have called him at work built suspense that never went anywhere; and then David wondering for paragraphs who could have been in his apartment.  Ummm.  We all knew and yet he needed to ponder something that so clearly was his biggest fear.

 

David's Mother.  I hope this woman is enjoying hell.  What she did was inexcusable.

 

And finally, David.  I fell hard for this sweet guy.  But at a certain point I become aggravated.  I mean what could you have possibly done??  This is so drawn out that you just feel it should be something really terrible and yet when it is finally revealed, it didn’t hold the impact it should have.  I think if more had been told earlier, it would have helped me understand this character on another level.  Instead I just began to pull away and lose the connection I had to him.

 

Maybe I am being over critical.  But as a reader too many things just felt off.  Felt disjointed.  I mean I loved these two guys and felt the heart the Author poured into them.  But much of becoming a successful author is about not only writing great scenes but learning to weave that writing into a compelling and telling story. And when storylines get introduced, even side ones, they must be seen through completely. 

 

Again, I have ZERO doubts as to this Author’s abilities and I see this first novel as a stepping stone to greatness.  He just needs to learn to structure these scenes and moments in a way that can bring those beautiful words into a cohesive story.  I look forward to seeing more from this Author and how he continues to grow in his talent.

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review 2017-08-27 23:36
How Much for the Whole Night?
How Much For the Whole Night? - R.J. Scott

I have to tell you...for a 15 min read this was...

 

 

but damn...I need MORE!!!

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text 2017-07-25 20:11
Reading progress update: I've read 83%.
Shy - John Inman

“I’ve done a lot of soul-searching about my two boys, Tom. And being a farmer, I’ve had to rely on the conventional wisdom about what you get out of life. The conventional wisdom is ‘you reap what you sow’. Pretty profound, huh?”

“No, sir,” I said. Joe smiled.

“You’re right, Tom. It ain’t profound at all. It’s a simple truth. You reap what you sow. Any farmer in the world will tell you the same. If you plant corn, you get corn. If you plant wheat, you get wheat. If you don’t plant anything, you get weeds. Or nothing.”

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text 2017-07-22 14:03
Reading progress update: I've read 48%.
Shy - John Inman

Since everything was cooked in bacon grease and slathered with butter, I figured our cholesterol levels should be spiking around noon and our arteries completely clogged by sunset. That’s probably when the strokes would hit. A lot of people seemed to die of stroke at sunset. Biorhythms and all that.

 

 

 

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