At left, the UK's Books for Keeps reviews Tender Morsels.
Fyrefly has been listening to the audio book of Tender Morsels (you can listen to a sample over there—don't know if I'll be able to listen to the whole thing, it's such a weird experience—but people who didn't actually write the book may find it bearable!), and it sounds as if the second-act issues some people have been having will be exacerbated by listening rather than reading. I'm thinking, with this new multiple-POV novel I'm working on, maybe I'll just be super-clear about it and put the new-POV-character's name at the head of each piece.
I'm not sure that I noted these three reviews.
Tracy Baines picks my brain over at Tall Tales and Short Stories: 'I’ve generally found picking at sores and prodding at bruises to be more interesting than tiptoeing through the tulips, writing-wise.'
Whoo-ee, and someone calling themselvesTall Tales and Abrupt Stories has put the above interview through some kind of weird translator, changing the above sentence into: 'I’ve most of the time arriere pensee out-dated picking at sores and prodding at bruises to be more gripping than tiptoeing via the tulips, writing-wise.'
And the fabulously named Thor Axegrinder reviews Black Juice:
this book deserves a post, NOW. Why? Because it’s a reminder of why I keep reading fantasy despite the genre being overloaded with pandering, warmed-over shit, doubly so for YA fantasy.