Publishing Date: July 2018
Publisher’s Description: A collection of tales filled with monsters, be they human or beast, ranging in setting from dystopia to pitch black noir and even general silliness. From the ludicrous to the frighteningly plausible; from deep space to after the end of the world. There are clumsy werewolves and bloody revenge, monster sleep overs and a dieting fad sure to kill your appetite. Whether looking into the past or the future, you’re sure to find that stuff gets really weird.
Review: “Well, what we have here is a failure to communicate….” So, the author uses a plethora (gaggle, murder, flock, school??) of short stories as a platform for her own identity. Which in the realm of egos and minds is right up there with Caligula. Some of the stories quickly move in a direction that is not only interesting but palatable, then……..it ends. Like wtf, you finally write a good story that could be an epic novel and cut it off. Is that as far as the creative juices flow?
Sadly, or depending on your perspective, elatedly, the collection holds no promise as the stories are an amalgamation of considered personal invective within an endless turn of drivel. Go be a whale luggin’, tree huggin’, eco-feminazi lesbian or whatever, I doubt anyone gives a fook. If an author wants a job, they try not to alienate the readership on which they rely. I think this author has talent that lacks an expansive focus. Instead we get mired in opinionated aggression veiled by imaginative characters. I am kinda looking forward to a toned down Andrea that can embrace the novel entire.