Carmen’s Reviews > Snow-Blind > Status Update

I hate everyone in this book.

Ugh, I am so fed up with these people!

UGH. If you want this kind of blind adoration, worship and affection, GET A DOG, you sick fuck, and leave women out of it.

Her eyes flamed in her pale, tense face. "We've got to stop it, Pete," she said. "It's horrible!"

Ah, yes, I completely agree. It's horrible. We must stop it.

"I feel in a way that you belong to me now - I saved you from dying alone there in the cold and brought you back to my home. I've got jettison rights, Sylvie."

Um, excuse me, I think I'm going to be sick.

"Don't go away, please," she pleaded in a sweet trickle of voice. "I'm scared to feel you gone. You're so warm. You're so strong. Will you talk to me again, please? Your voice is so comforting, so beautiful."

*rolls eyes*

"If they get me down there, if I DON'T come back, you two try to think kindly of me, will you? I know what you think of me now. I know you don't see me as I am - no one but God will ever do me that kindness; but you two - be easy with me in your memories."

Um, no. You're a violent creep. Bye.

"You've had your lesson, Pete. After this, I guess you'll do what I tell you to - not choose the work that happens to suit your humor."

"Hugh," I say sweetly. "Why don't you do us all a favor and go fuck yourself?"

Hugh now picked it up and hurled it half across the room.

Well, this guy has a terrible temper. I don't date men with temper and have decided NOT to have sex with Hugh. That's right, this just in, Carmen will NOT be having sex with this Hugh character.

Hugh Garth seemed to leap through the paper like a tiny active clown as he...

You've gotta be shittin' me. A tiny active clown?