WARNING: THIS REVIEW HAS SPOILERS
If an author wants his readers to be pleased with his work, he cannot intentionally deceive them by writing a book about the most despicable sexual predators on earth, child rapists, and mislabel such debauchery as "vampire fiction." It just doesn't work. Some intelligent reviewer is going to really feel infuriated and, in this case, the reviewer is me.
Gordon's book starts out quite well. (His sample chapters are why I bought the book.) A Texas family with teenagers is pulling up their proverbial tent stakes to move to California. I could almost smell the blood in the air, Gordon's writing proved so compelling at this point. While the Uhaul truck bounces, the teenagers mentally buck their dad's authority. They hate the idea they're changing schools, homes, friends and everything.
Yet shortly after the family arrives in California, and after the truck's unpacked, the story begins creeping downhill. I began to feel bored, so I skimmed over a few paragraphs. Then, when I could find no sustenance (hate it when I feel as though my mind could slowly starve to death) I jumped ahead more rapidly. That's when I realized the decline had steepened and the story slid way past all the meat markets and liquor stores that Gordon had described earlier. It landed fully in the gutter!
How a family conflict story suddenly morphs into emotionless erotica, I don't know. But when the main character, Aaron, becomes infected with the rapist-virus, he uses his man-instrument (like most vampires use fangs) and attacks an innocent school girl to kill her with it. Seriously! Homicidal rapist's are what Gordon thinks of preternatural vampires? That's just tacky. Tacky. Tacky!
I really deplored reading about Aaron and how, when he's not yanking his thoughts back into human comprehension, he's physically yanking on something more apparent. He's either doing that, or he's running around naked, exposing himself in a very lewd way. If Aaron's story wasn't despicable enough, even more rapists show up, including a middle-aged pedophile-rapist.
I simply had to quit reading there. Like the "patches of wilted shrubs" that Gordon described in the beginning, his book became worse than dead to me.
OTHER CRITICISMS:
- Font style and size dramatically and randomly change throughout the book in an inconsistent manner.
- The book is rated Fiction > Literature > Horror when it should be rated Licentious > Erotica.
- I will never give a piece of "literature" high ratings when it's written merely to excite some deviant or prurient interests, as I'm sure all the teenaged girls, described in this book, who sexually attacked their horrified classmates, appealed to the author.
Reviewer's Admission: *(I purchased this book and read it as an eBook)
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