LaShel
The Dear Prudence column is one of my guilty pleasures, but this book was mostly just posts I've read before (and not even the most infamous or salacious ones) with minimal commentary and without the benefit of reader comments (which is always a fun trove of entertainment when it comes online advice columns). I did enjoy the chapter about the author navigating his own difficult family situation but otherwise there wasn't much here for me.
The Dear Prudence column is one of my guilty pleasures, but this book was mostly just posts I've read before (and not even the most infamous or salacious ones) with minimal commentary and without the benefit of reader comments (which is always a fun trove of entertainment when it comes online advice columns). I did enjoy the chapter about the author navigating his own difficult family situation but otherwise there wasn't much here for me.
I checked this out because it seemed appropriate for October and I'd heard good things about the author. This was an entertaining and quick read propelled forward by a light sense of dread/suspense and the fun imagery (disco-obsessed vampires with an amazing house and even better wardrobes). The main characters were mostly unlikeable but I appreciated the way the book played with its theme - what makes someone a monster? And to what extent can we recognize the darkness in ourselves?
I checked this out because it seemed appropriate for October and I'd heard good things about the author. This was an entertaining and quick read propelled forward by a light sense of dread/suspense and the fun imagery (disco-obsessed vampires with an amazing house and even better wardrobes). The main characters were mostly unlikeable but I appreciated the way the book played with its theme - what makes someone a monster? And to what extent can we recognize the darkness in ourselves?
These short stories are unsettling, as promised, but in a vaguely nauseating body horror kind of way and not in a clever Edgar Allen Poe sort of way. There's a bit of a feminist bent but also most the women just want to have sex and have babies which feels so reductive. And the writing was perfectly fine but not particularly for me.
These short stories are unsettling, as promised, but in a vaguely nauseating body horror kind of way and not in a clever Edgar Allen Poe sort of way. There's a bit of a feminist bent but also most the women just want to have sex and have babies which feels so reductive. And the writing was perfectly fine but not particularly for me.
