Our candidate for cover snark this week—a Leisure novel released in late January—has left us both speechless.
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for people that actally enjoy her books good for u but all i ever hear is about cassie edwards this and cassie edwards that. Leave her be just like every one else she is making a living. And for those that say things against authors then dont read.
Jolen Ks
by the way it is a reprint she redid some of her book from the wild series and put them in a savage. so there
snarkhunter…
I would have said that, if I hadn’t gotten bored with her books long before any of this. Basically, I prefer more storyline and character and originality in books, and all of hers were the same old same old.
Little did I realize back then (mid-1980’s) how same old they were.
together65: that would be one heck of a party, wouldn’t it?
Aw, we have a troll. Lookit how cute it is!
(Not you, Debby. Obviously.)
Have now whipped through most of Savage Whispers from 1989. The current PDF has a cite for one passage from N. Scott Momaday’s The Way to Rainy Mountain, but of course there are waaaaay more of them in there.
Dorchester’s historic romance bookclub sent out a “Savage” title this month. I didn’t even look past the author and the title and put it right back in the box to return. Even before finding out that she is originality-retarded, I thought her books just plain sucked. BORING!
Wow. Just…wow.
I would actually be tempted to get it(used) to see it it’s just as wrong as the title suggests, but I already took one for the team with Savage Honor, and am still in recovery.
Savage Wrongs is just as bad as very other cracked nonsense novel she’s written. With every chapter I wanted to bash my head into the wall!!!
I had nightmares for three days…
The only good thing about his novel? Since miss mariah was dressed as a boy, when she was forced to undress, so she could change into some dry cloths, the Chippewa woman ran outta the tepee screaming about a boy with breast. I couldn’t stop laughing.