Christina Grey enjoys drinking carrot juice and dancing by herself. She dreams of building the perfect swing set for adults. She is working on her second novel, since first novels are notoriously wretched. If you follow her on twitter, you may be randomly selected for effusive thanks in her next acceptance speech.
I was curious what an erotic book would be like. Yes, I just lost my erotic-book-v-card. I'm actually surprised at how I felt about it. I would not have thought that such simple and direct stories could turn me on, but I enjoyed this more than any erotic video I've ever seen. I especially liked the supernatural aspect, which is something that would be very hard to do well outside of a book.
The strongest writing is like the male half of a dancing duo: his job is to display the female. The writing's job is to display the content, without calling attention to itself. In "The Restoration Man," Simon John Cox does this with subtle precision and evocative imagery. He composes sentences that flow so well they disguise the skill with which they were crafted. Every clause, every syllable, is placed so purposefully that the brain floats through the narrative uninterrupted by a shade of doubt, oblivious to the emotional osmosis that occurs between the lines.
And does it ever occur. Call me cold-hearted, but I'm not often "moved" by the weak attempts at poignancy that litter contemporary literature. But this story is not a weak attempt; it is a powerful success. This guy has got it.
The mood reminded me a little of Morvern Callar (novel by Alan Ramsey), although I'm not sure exactly why. Maybe because the way it was written was in such contrast to the main character? Maybe not... Anyway, it was really good. Check it out.
I just happened to be on Smashwords today looking through the new books when this cover caught my eye. After reading and loving the first poem, I got so excited that I read the whole book and had to come write a review. I haven't read and enjoyed a book of poetry published in the last ten years since... I don't know when. I'm thrilled to have found Mr. Parr and will be returning to discover more of his work, as well as to re-read these poems more slowly. I didn't love all of them, but the ones I did love were great.
The way the author weaves fantasy, humor, science fiction, and mystery is, for lack of a better word, brilliant. I read the entire thing with admiration/envy, taking notes and thinking 'THIS is how you write a novel.' The religious themes and sexual undertones combine to make an intellectually stimulating joyride. It reminded me of Lorrie Moore (sarcastic, clever) meets Dan Brown (can't put it down, fast paced), but much more poetic. There were layers upon layers of symbols and ideas, but even if you only skimmed the surface, it was a highly entertaining read.
I particularly enjoyed the one-line poems/pop culture nods throughout the chapter titles, ranging from the Pixies, to Harry Potter, to the Hindenburg disaster. I also loved how realistically the characters were portrayed; the dialogue felt like I was hanging out with my friends, goofy, relaxed, and straight forward (My friends are smart and hilarious; YMMV). The best parts of TBD were the touches of modern life scattered throughout the story. Remember when Scream blew the horror world away by actually using technology in a realistic way? Well here's blogging and online forums and long distance cyber friendships, honestly depicting the way we live in the 21st century.
There's some heavy Biblical symbolism, but it never felt overtly Christian. There's also a lot of parallels to science fiction, but I wouldn't call it sci-fi, either. I'm an atheist, but I was a little touched by the subtle way in which the author plants these seeds of faith and doubt simultaneously. Science and Magic and Jesus, together? Absurd! But perfect, if you think about it.
My biggest criticism is that I don't think the cover does it justice (but does any cover, ever, really?). TBD is a modern, intelligent, thrilling masterpiece. I can't wait to see what else Tash does.
These were inspirational, not "inspirational." They were intelligent and interesting, well-written and well-said. I'm not sure how the contest was judged, but I'd hate to have choose my favorite. I immediately loved these writers and will be looking for more of their works elsewhere.
This is not a rant or a sloppy or idealistic "I have a dream" parody. This is a very well written and intelligent argument, as well as a creative and thought out proposal. I'm too cynical to have much hope for its implementation, but I always like rooting for an underdog (especially when it's such a strong and brilliant underdog).
I feel like Finally! Someone using some common sense! I'm tired of hearing the 'founding fathers' used as an excuse as to why something should or should not be done. I have as much respect for what they did as the next person, but I think we should be looking forward, and using our own brains to decide what is right/wrong. The representative democracy has failed us. It was created in a different era, and the idea that people are accurately represented by their congressperson is just not true anymore. Rush stops talking about the problems that we all agree exist, and gets down to details for a solution. Well done, Mr. Rush.
This is one of my favorite poetry books I've read on Smashwords. Betts writes as if whispering, while making perfectly clear her intentions, like the delicate stroke of a paintbrush in the hand of Monet. When she referred to silence as "The nurturing teat of doubt" (in the poem, "Silence"), I felt my stomach flip like "Exactly!," but my favorite piece was "The Places You'll Go" - not because I'm a huge Seuss fan, which I am, but because the message is perfectly stated with the skill and wisdom of a veteran writer - I thought to myself, "Nailed it."
Another great collection from Parr. The tone is a little different this time, more mature, maybe? Like he's grown as a writer as well as a character. Maybe just a bit darker. Favorite part: reading "Interference" (about the distraction of a relationship) directly before "The Lecturer." It seemed a deliberate (and poetic, of course) choice. Both struck home with me and made me smile in empathy. Once again, well done.