Monday, December 21, 2009
Trash Sex Magic - Jennifer Stevenson
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The Deal: At this point in time, due to an RSI, I can only type for 10 minutes at a time. What you see below is what is hammered out before the timer goes off- and nothing more.
I found a hidden cache of female authors! POUNCE.
A big tree is cut down, which triggers a massive shift of energy by the Fox River, and trouble for the Somershoe women living in the trailers beside it.
It's an odd story, taking place over two, maybe three days, tops. A lot happens in that time - more than seems possible. The relationships between characters develop change faster than seems realistic in such a small time frame, but circumstances being what they are (magic electric), some acceleration is to be expected.
There's a lot of light, love and life in the story. It's supersaturated in what is natural, for all meanings of the word. I couldn't help but be caught up in all the passion that comes from living a life.
The writer in me was not without quibbles. There are characters who appear to serve no purpose, antagonists who aren't overly antagonistic, given plot developments that never actually develop and fates that their crimes aren't quite equal to. For all that MASSIVE STUFF IS HAPPENING, the characters are tumbling about with none of them having a very clear idea of what is going on until it has already happened. There's a balance in the structure, but not in the story. Why the foxes on the bridge?
But then, part of me is equally okay with this. It is natural for things to occur as they will. There is no rhyme or reason, fairness or justice.
(Had a perculiar drug addict vibe from this too.)
Verdict: An oddly unassuming, guileless and sunshine soaked love story. Fierce. Intense.