When Life Happened: A Book Review

When Life HappenedWhen Life Happened by Jewel E. Ann
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I am a writer. I am a daydreamer. I spend a lot of time doing both, and soon I will have a published book to show for all of those tireless hours I’ve spent putting my daydreams down onto paper.

Because I am a writer and a dreamer, I am also in turn a reader. I read a lot. Perhaps not as much as I’d like, but I do what I can. I call it “research.” I call it a “learning experience.” I call it a lot of things but when it comes down to it, I just love the beauty of falling into another world and falling in love with the pictures and people in my head.

Because I read a lot, and because I am a writer, I occasionally come across a book that makes me wish that I was the one to write it. That I was the one to have the honor of plastering my name behind the book title, to call it my own. This doesn’t happen all that often, to be totally honest, but when it does, it is a magical fucking thing that leaves me with that ever-delicious “book hangover.”

I think about that book for hours on end, wishing I could suck that author’s talent into my own soul like a goddamn Dementor. These books, and the authors that write them, are my teachers, and the ones I’m most grateful for having found them.

This book is one of those.

To say that I am floored by this novel would be an understatement. To say that I am enthralled with this novel would also be an understatement. But I’m going to have to settle on that, because this book has left me grasping for words to describe just how much I am absolutely head over heels in love with it.

I mean, I am not an outwardly emotional person, okay? I am not a person who typically sheds tears over a book, or a person who gasps because a part in a book legitimately shocked the breath out of me. I am not the type of person who laughs out loud when reading a book. The most you’ll get out of me is a little chuckle, a little smile, but a double-over belly laugh? One that leaves me clutching my gut and gasping for air? No, my friends. Shit like that doesn’t happen to me, because I have control over myself. Too much control, even. But this book…

This book made me lose that control. I laughed – hard. I cried actual tears. I gasped. I clutched at my chest and verbally scolded the characters, and cheered them on. I fell in love with them the way I fall in love with my own, and I was unabashedly saddened to my core when it was over.

I cannot praise the writing ability of Jewel E. Ann enough. The pacing was absolute perfection. A longer book, yes, but I cannot recall a single moment that left me wishing it would speed up. Her talent of bringing these quirky characters to life was amazing. The sexual tension she was able to put down on the proverbial page was, in a word, startling. And…

Well, Christ, I really don’t know what else to say, other than…

In my psuedo-career as an author, if I can write one story that comes at all close to the emotional perfection that is this book, I will consider myself blessed. But until then, I urge anybody reading this review to READ. THIS. BOOK.

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Dear Addiction: A Dear Agony Review

Dear AgonyDear Agony by Georgia Cates
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Allow me to begin by saying that it has been one incredibly hot minute since I last stayed awake to read a book. Let that sink in for a bit, and then you might understand just how much I enjoyed this story.

This one was a rollercoaster ride for me. Initially, I was intrigued. Intrigue quickly turned to love. Love turned to agitation. Agitation then became satisfaction, and it stayed there until the very end. I was happy with the way it ended. Without spoiling anything, I was worried it would end predictably (as I found most of the book to be, honestly – and I don’t say this as a bad thing), but it caught me with a pleasant surprise.

Two minor complaints, though.

One, that bit of agitation I talked about? Yeah. I find it very tiresome when a book is playing a constant game of ping-pong.

Two, the large gaps of time that were regularly skipped. I’m flexible to a degree when it comes to this sort of thing, but when it happens regularly, I just feel starved for the story that I’m missing out on.

Minor miffs, but I fancy myself honest, so there they are.

Overall, this was another wonderful read from Ms. Cates. She’s a talented writer, and I’d highly recommend giving her a shot.

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Short & Sweet: A Sweet Torment Review

Sweet TormentSweet Torment by Georgia Cates
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

So, let me be honest for a second. I was torn between giving this book 3 or 4 stars. Truthfully I would have preferred to give it 3.5 but you know, Goodreads isn’t about that half-mark life.

Obviously I did eventually go with four stars, and I’m here to tell you why.

Overall, the story is well-written, well-edited, and it’s, well, it’s pretty hot. One of the more tantelizing books I’ve read as of recently (and I read quite a bit of this kinda stuff), and isn’t that what we’re looking for when buying something with a cover that looks like this?

There ARE things that I wasn’t thrilled about. The speed of the story, the rush of the relationship between the two main characters (which wouldn’t normally be a problem for me, but…), and some of the dialogue grated on me at times. Still, I liked it a lot and I plan on reading more from this author.

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Watch Out, Steve: A Booth Review

BoothBooth by Jason Pellegrini
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Oh boy, where do I begin?

I didn’t know what to expect when I ventured into this book. The synopsis intrigued me to the point of buying it, but how often are we intrigued by the description and are left wanting more?

I’m pleased to say that wasn’t the case with this one.

From the very beginning of the story, I found myself hooked by the tragic background and journey of Joseph Bateman. I was left thinking about him even after closing the book (er, the cover of my Kindle), and I found myself mildly tormented by the horrific happenings that he was made to suffer throughout his short life. I found myself often thinking that this story was on par with the likes of Stephen King – a compliment I would never take lightly – and I commend Jason Pellegrini on accomplishing such a feat.

Overall, this was an excellent story that did a wonderful job at crossing through a variety of genres. Some might find it a “bit much” or “tough to take,” but the sensitivities one suffers from does not make a book bad. I, for one, have found myself thoroughly impressed and would recommend this story to just about anybody.

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