The Penalty Box by Deirdre Martin

thepenaltybox.jpg Man, high school. Could anything be worse? Seriously, open heart surgery versus high school. Which would you rather go through twice? Then there are the reunions. Did you go to yours? If you’re over 21, it’s not a rite of passage. It’s masochism.

Deirdre Martin’s The Penalty Box starts the night Katie Fisher attends her ten-year reunion. Cinderella-like, Katie has transformed from fat and nerdy into gorgeous and nerdy. Also a woman who, despite a college education, doesn’t get basic nutrition. Of course, her high school dream-boy, Paul van Dorn, digs the skinny, confident (used advisedly) Katie.

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The Hunter’s Prey by Diane Whiteside

thehuntersprey.jpg Wendy:  The rally cry amongst authors and fans of ebooks has long been “they’re good enough for New York publishing, but not homogenized enough for the big publishing zeitgeist”. Or words to that effect.  Whether that’s true or not continues to be hotly debated; what is clear, however, is that in delivering an ever increasingly erotic product to hungry readers, epublishers have led the way into steamier and steamier territory.  With the marketplace for erotica and erotic romance identified and demand skyrocketing, mainstream publishers can’t create super hot imprints fast enough.  So, what about the writers who turn out that erotic product?  As long as the behemoths are benefiting from the demand created by online presses, they might as well reap the authors of ebooks as well.    

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Awaiting The Moon – Donna Lea Simpson

awaitingthemoon.jpg I set high standards for the romance genre – some might suggest that my expectations far exceed what the genre can achieve. I do not believe this to be true. There have been many romances that stand above the crowd. And, yes, many that make me scratch my head and ask, “How in the world did this get published?”

I do not wonder this about Awaiting The Moon by Donna Lea Simpson. I have little patience for vampires and werewolves and things that go bump in the night, mostly because most authors strain credulity when trying to make these phenomena plausible. Simpson sucked me in and made believe that, sure, a nice guy with a never-ending list of family problems might also be hiding a werewolf-sized secret.

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