Freddie the Know-it-all’s Reviews > The Drowner > Status Update

Gonna finish this tonight. Then read something more uplifting, in honor of Sodomy Month.

These metaphors of his -- I'm pretty sure by 1963 he was getting his hands on drugs. If I ever heard anyone talk like this in person I'm pretty sure I'd murder him. And devil take the hindmost.

I feel sorry for any poor suckers in the future who read these books of his. But don't say I didn't Tell You So.

Five pages to describe a kiss, using metaphors that make your anus pucker up. JDM really is no good. He lucked out a couple of times, but he's no better than those women who write airport, drug-store, romance books. He's no better than even Stephen King. I'd like to grab him and kick his ass, then shoot him.

I don't know how many JDMs I've read now, but they all fit in a category: "Love 'n' Chicanery," with varying proportions of each. The Chicanery is always good, but usually it's obscured by 75% Love. I will never know, but i wonder if those Harlequin Romances are all just 100% Love, and that's the only difference.