It is good to see some progress with the whole Steve/Cal thing. I hope everything works out for the best-- whatever the best may end up being.
I can still remember the jacket copy for James Herbert’s The Survivor, along with its slick, embossed cover: Those naked doll-eyes staring up at your out of the darkness. Nothing could have possibly lived up to the stuff I saw inside my head.
I first read it when I was ten or thereabouts. Man, that book as dirty as hell. Turned me on for weeks. (And turned me into a lifelong Herbert fan.)
The Big Forbidden Tome(TM) back then, for me, was Paula Trachtman's Disturb Not the Dream. I guess my mom got wind of there being an incest subtext, and thus I was forbidden to even look at it. (This while my entire class was reading Flowers in the Attic en masse, mind you.) And, yeah, when I finally did read it in my twenties, a total, glorious letdown. sigh.
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I can still remember the jacket copy for James Herbert’s The Survivor, along with its slick, embossed cover: Those naked doll-eyes staring up at your out of the darkness. Nothing could have possibly lived up to the stuff I saw inside my head.
I first read it when I was ten or thereabouts. Man, that book as dirty as hell. Turned me on for weeks. (And turned me into a lifelong Herbert fan.)
The Big Forbidden Tome(TM) back then, for me, was Paula Trachtman's Disturb Not the Dream. I guess my mom got wind of there being an incest subtext, and thus I was forbidden to even look at it. (This while my entire class was reading Flowers in the Attic en masse, mind you.) And, yeah, when I finally did read it in my twenties, a total, glorious letdown. sigh.
I do wish she'd written another novel, though...