Purity’s Passion by Janette Seymour, a Guest Review by RedHeadedGirl

Well.  That was…unpleasant. I’m done with the 1970s-early 1980s OG Old School.  That was one of the most unpleasant reading experiences I’ve ever had, and I read The Phantom of Manhattan.  I finished it because I was kind of interested in where this story would end (and how much shit can be heaped upon the head of the heroine), and I have a finely developed case of trainwreck syndrome.  (Also, my copy didn’t stink, so … Continue reading Purity’s Passion by Janette Seymour, a Guest Review by RedHeadedGirl →