Heat Factor: A somewhat detached but urgent sexual obsession
Character Chemistry: He wants to exsanguinate her and she has a serious penchant for self-harm
Plot: If you can figure that out, I give you all the props
Feminine Pursuits, Book 1
Heat Factor: Seeing stars. Literally and figuratively.
Character Chemistry: These two have a wonderful, supportive relationship.
Plot: Lady Scientist sets out to prove herself. Other scientists dismissive, but she finds a supportive Patroness and also True Love.
Overall: Pretty darn great.
“My kitchen garden should begin to produce vegetables soon, Susan said helpfully. “Enough to feed us, and maybe a bit extra we could sell or barter in the village.”
Jane started to squirm on Elizabeth’s lap. “Please tell me you didn’t plant more turnips. I hate turnips.”
“We all hate turnips,” Susan replied. “But they’re so easy to grow.”
“Not so easy to eat,” Lucas grumbled.
Like the Hotchkiss clan of Julia Quinn’s How to Marry a Marquis, I am suffering from a surfeit of turnips. Not because I am enduring a life of genteel poverty and must make do with my kitchen garden (if I did, I would be eating nothing but jalapeños, which are more delicious but also more conducive to heartburn), but because I keep getting them in my CSA.
Because I have read HTMAM approximately 3 dozen times (my review is here), the last time I unpacked these terrible tubers from my box, Lucas Hotchkiss and his wise pronouncement that turnips are not so easy to eat came immediately to mind.
Sometimes, life imitates smut, just not in the ways you expect.Continue reading “Turnips”
Honey and Fur, Book #1
Heat Factor: Phew boy!
Character Chemistry: Pygmy hedgehog burrowing in huge breasts kind of chemistry
Plot: Werehedgehog wants his mate, who won’t give him the time of day
Overall: Couldn’t get over Blake’s extremely bad behavior
Undead, Book 1
Heat Factor: There is some kinky stuff.
Character Chemistry: “You are so annoying! I am attracted to you and angry about it.”
Plot: Betsy turns 30, gets fired, dies, and then rises as the Vampire Queen. Let’s just say she’s having a rough week.
Overall: Fun and fluffy, with a couple of laugh out loud moments. Perfect escapism.
One year ago today, Erin published her first review for The Smut Report.
This could be something I’ve said so many times I just believe it now, but: I don’t think I’ve read anything but smut since my first child was born, unless I accidentally picked up a non-qualifying ebook from the library. If I’m being really honest, it’s possible that I should extend to before my first child was born. And yet, in the year since we posted my first review for The Smut Report, my reading has been next level. It’s still all smut all the time, but there has been a lot of smut, I’ve read outside my original comfort zone, and I had to think much more critically about the reading as I went.
My reading this past year, I’ve come to realize, is only a drop in the bucket. But I still learned something about the genre and about myself as I read and reviewed.Continue reading “One year later, or, Erin remembers that reading and reading critically are not the same”