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Feb. 1st, 2019 02:28 amKeep me
In your bed
All day
Nothing heals me like you do
In your bed
All day
Nothing heals me like you do
Feb. 1st, 2019
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Feb. 1st, 2019 04:04 amThe House Eaters -- Aaron Polson
I am very much of two minds about The House Eaters. There were good things, and there were... missing things. Subplots started that might have been interesting (My parents had to move and aren't getting along) that sort of get brushed aside, dealt with offscreen, or just left to languish (btw: turns out dad was having an affair and they got divorced). The characters have interesting hooks, like AJ the jock with a human soul, that don't pan out into much of anything. The femme fatale with whom our main character is destined to fall into destructive love just sort of rubs up against him when she wants to get her footballer boyfriend's attention, and he sighs in exasperation before getting beaten up again. There was some quality YA creepy horror stuff in here, which again sort of gets handwaved at the end as if the point weren't the story but the fact that during the process it felt creepy. Also, I advise budding young authors to avoid descriptive phrases like "Her face was white as vanilla yogurt."
I am very much of two minds about The House Eaters. There were good things, and there were... missing things. Subplots started that might have been interesting (My parents had to move and aren't getting along) that sort of get brushed aside, dealt with offscreen, or just left to languish (btw: turns out dad was having an affair and they got divorced). The characters have interesting hooks, like AJ the jock with a human soul, that don't pan out into much of anything. The femme fatale with whom our main character is destined to fall into destructive love just sort of rubs up against him when she wants to get her footballer boyfriend's attention, and he sighs in exasperation before getting beaten up again. There was some quality YA creepy horror stuff in here, which again sort of gets handwaved at the end as if the point weren't the story but the fact that during the process it felt creepy. Also, I advise budding young authors to avoid descriptive phrases like "Her face was white as vanilla yogurt."