I think my book Ever Herself is far more interesting than I am. From the intro: The naked female body has inspired artists from the beginning of time. The poet, the sculptor, the painter and, more recently, the photographer, each in their own medium, expresses the beauty, fragility and power of her form. Sometimes the image is made for profit, or vanity confuses the objective, and rather than the muse offering a glimpse into higher worlds, she has been subjected to baser realms. What this book offers is an alternative. This is a work that celebrates the diversity of the female figure with respect and humour. It is about the women you know – all shapes, all sizes, from diverse backgrounds and of differing nationalities. Rather than plastic, pouting personalities, here are real women sharing an intimate moment with you. Their uniqueness and appeal is interspersed with erotic poetry and salient quotes too. The words of celebrated beat poet John Esam, and the lauded William Shakespeare, Walt Whitman, SK Tremayne and Chaucer, as well as lesser-known writers, all add to the richness of this publication.
I appreciate Sharon Gordon's and John Magine's education efforts. My copy of "Christmas Surprise", 1980, will be passed along. With easy words and images for first readers, they succeeded at simplicity and identifiability, through Christmas morning's well-known symbols. Bear parents and a child awaken to look under a spartanly-sketched but pretty room with a tree. However there is a difference between a textbook and a storybook. I found this book hollowly pointing the wrong way.
The heart of Christmas was not conveyed. There are plenty of eager, smiling faces but the message that looms out is of a child focused exclusively on finding a gift in his name. There is no sentiment about what it is, how it was obtained for him, and pride in what his parents received. I have no doubt this was not the intent but this is the dry, unsettling message that floats to the top of this booklet. Many stories are about people hoping Santa Claus didn't forget them but a really strong emotional warmth usually comes through them; often overpoweringly. That tone did not succeed and there was no story either.
A child races to see if there is a gift for him. It ends when he opens it. It is not about a quota for brevity in toddler's stories. There is a way to tell a full-bodied little story with a clear conclusion and moral, filled with feeling. I must note finding the illustrations sloppily inconsistent. When we view the tree from page to page, the presents are positioned differently. Additionally, we see the parents sleeping: after the child runs downstairs. Is a second floor likely to contain one suite.... occupied by a child? This might be picky but if there are low grades, I endeavour to explain my reactions or corrections courteously.