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A Bold New Voice In Women's Erotic Fiction.
When Alexandra was 16, a truck crossed the center line of a country road and would have crashed head-on into the car she was driving if her father hadn't grabbed the steering wheel from the passenger seat and swerved them out of its path.
Twenty-two years later, Alexandra is married with two children. Her friends, co-workers, and husband call her Al, a nickname that has settled upon her along with the routine of suburbia.
Al doesn't believe she is as good a parent as her father was, and worries whenever that next truck crosses the center line she won't know how to protect her kids. And lately, when her husband returns home from business trips, Al feels nothing—not that she doesn't love Hoyt, but why doesn't she miss him when he's gone?
Seeking to discover the Alexandra she always thought she'd be, Al engages in a series of sexual fantasies and affairs, not realizing that danger isn't always as obvious as a truck crossing the center line.
First let’s clear the underbrush. Hours Alone: Sensual Afternoons (Kindle Edition) by Ema Stonig is an adult read. It may be a bed time story but not for children. If you do not like the notion of a married woman seeking and finding sexual pleasure, this is not your book. Please move on.
Imagine that Lady Charterer’s Lover was written by a woman. And not one with all the psychological baggage of late 19th century Irish religious habit, but rather the sexual habits of H. G. Wells. He said of them that sex was an appetite to be fed and served as one might seek out good food. Given this, the result might be Hours Alone.
I say this because our protagonist, Sarah grants to herself the excuses to allow herself to have and seek out her sexual fantasies while providing to her husband as much attention as he needs, or is even making known he wants. That is nothing is being taking from his sexual needs and what he does not know are things about which he asks no questions.
This point is that she gives to herself the kind of sexual freedom that historically men gave themselves. With a similar sense of self-empowerment and a similar lack of guilt. The question for critics of the book is: Would your criticisms be as sharp if this were a book featuring characters like: Barry Lyndon, or an auto-bio of people like Frank Norris or Don Juan?
There is also a reason why so many literary type books come to mind. Ema Stonig can write. Maybe not at the level of a D. H. Lawrence or William Makepeace Thackeray. The point is that adult erotica need not be hack work. Given that so many of Ms. Stonig’s other works seem to be 20–50-page pot boilers, Hours Alone reads as if her protagonist took over the author’s pen and the book could not end before Sarah had told her story. It reads like the author was committed to her character and had to see her written to the page as a fully created character.
I found this book compelling and unforgettable. After finding it difficult to put down I wondered how many other women can relate to Alexandra as I did. To the author: keep up the good work. Can't wait to read your next book.
This was a different book for me. I like characters and their development. In the end, I’m not really certain that I know the principal character Al (short for Alexandra or Alex), even though it’s entirely written from her POV. And I don’t feel I know the other characters, particularly her husband Hoyt. It’s even hard to say whether Al likes her life, although in the end it seems as though she does.
Yet I found the story compelling and didn’t feel I could put it down.
I’m also confused because, while there was lots of interesting s*x, there was little in the way of an emotional connection. I’m usually drawn to hotwife or swinger style books because I like the conversations and openness between the husband and wife. In this book, the husband didn’t want to know, and we don’t have any insight into the husband’s thoughts or his actions, real or imagined by Al.
In the end, we do know that Al loves Hoyt and Hoyt loves Al just the way she is. The rest is conjecture.
I guess I prefer stories where we know what the characters are doing or thinking, or in the end find out. (I’m thinking I’m a meat & potatoes guy.) This is perhaps a little more literary, where the reader is left to draw their own conclusions. If you prefer that type of story, this is a definite 5 Star book.
A well edited read and a compelling story, well worth the time and money.