tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70327617853990511312024-03-18T23:35:33.810-04:00Gay Boy BooksReviews of the latest novels, modern classics and other books of interest to the LGBT community.KenPaul66http://www.blogger.com/profile/06077626184920368907noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7032761785399051131.post-34814956330120374072017-08-01T18:55:00.000-04:002017-10-11T10:10:11.733-04:00Femme by Marshall Thorton<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: medium;">What a fun,
delightful book ! This is the first book I've read by <a href="https://marshallthorntonauthor.com/"><b>Marshall Thorton</b></a>
and I feel like I've going to be adding his entire back catalog to my
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<span style="font-size: medium;">This book deals
with something we're all familiar with in the gay community:
stereotypes and labels. <b>Lionel</b> is a flamboyant, queeny waiter at a
gay bar and <b>Dog</b> is a straight-acting bear that comes in the bar with
his gay softball team. You wouldn't think these two would get
together, would you ? But, you'd be wrong. Despite enduring some
often funny (<i><b>and cringe-inducing</b></i>) mishaps trying to figure out how to
be together as a couple, Lionel and Dog end up together in the end.
Woo Hoo !</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">So, the lesson
learned ? Don't be afraid to date outside your “type”. You just
might be surprised at what you find. This is a great, feel-good love
story. A++</span><br />
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KenPaul66http://www.blogger.com/profile/06077626184920368907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7032761785399051131.post-33947172014124982562013-09-27T15:38:00.001-04:002013-09-27T15:44:07.708-04:00Victor Banis, The Grandfather of Gay... | Out Magazine<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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KenPaul66http://www.blogger.com/profile/06077626184920368907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7032761785399051131.post-2762402877952338962013-09-14T20:42:00.002-04:002013-09-14T20:44:42.191-04:00The Sugarman Bootlegs<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I stopped reading this book after I’d only gotten a third of the way
through it. This book bored me and that surprised me. I’m a huge fan of
the author’s earlier works like <b>Fag Hag</b>, <b>Closet Case</b> and the wonderful
<b>Drag Queen</b>. In this case, the author seems to keep wondering off in
long-winded rambling lectures about 20th century pop-culture and
sociology. Yawn. Go back to writing funny stuff, Mr. Rodi. </span><br />
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KenPaul66http://www.blogger.com/profile/06077626184920368907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7032761785399051131.post-21998670154555866462012-09-26T18:01:00.000-04:002012-09-26T18:11:26.753-04:00Sparkle<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">The first book I read by <b>Rob Rosen</b> was <b>Divas Las Vegas</b> and love, loved, loved it ! Like <b>Divas Las Vegas</b>, the theme in <b>Sparkle</b> is friendship. That special friendship that can only exist between two gay guys that aren’t into each other sexually (<i><b>well, maybe just a little bit</b></i>) or maybe they did go there once but decided they’d be better off as <b>“sisters”</b>. <br /><br />If you're lucky enough to ever come across this type of friendship in your day to day routine or even experience it yourself, the guys involved will constantly:<br /><br />... refer to each other as <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>whore</b></span>, <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>gurl</b></span>, <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>cum-dumpster</b></span>, <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>Miss Thang </b><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">and</span><b> you-big-ol-bottom</b></span>.<br /><br />... rip on each other’s outfits, hair and taste <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>(lack of)</b></span> in men.<br /><br />... roll their eyes and bitch about what a drama queen you are to <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i><b>anyone</b></i></span> within earshot.<br /><br />But when it all comes down to it, they’d walk through fire for each other and <i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>Lord help you</b></span></i> if you fall out of favor with both of them at the same time. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">All I say is, <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>“Gurl, you better leave town.”</b></span><br /><br />This is the zany story of Bruce’s <b>(</b>a.k.a.<b> <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Secret</span>)</b> move from the midwest to San Francisco in the early 90's. We get to see <b>Bruce</b> meet <b>Sparkle</b> and a whole host of really funny, odd characters that make this book <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>oh-so-Frisco</b></span>. With a nod to <b>Dallas</b>, <b>Sparkle</b> even ends up in a coma <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b><gasp></b></span> from a gunshot wound like <b>JR</b>. Who could have shot <b>Sparkle</b> ? Well honey, <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i><b>who didn’t want to shoot Sparkle is the question we should all be asking.</b></i></span><br /><br />This delightful gay classic has been around since 2001 <b>(<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i>Mr. Rosen, you must have been like two when you wrote it</i></span>)</b> but luckily was released last year in ebook format making it more readily available to queers <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>(and queer-lovers)</b></span> everywhere. Get it, gurl.<br /><br /><br /><b>Rating: 9:5</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b><a href="http://www.therobrosen.com/">http://www.therobrosen.com/ </a></b></span></div>
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KenPaul66http://www.blogger.com/profile/06077626184920368907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7032761785399051131.post-15806971582447310462012-09-03T20:03:00.003-04:002012-09-03T20:21:31.281-04:00The Palace of Varieties<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIPUlvirsC6n8mjgwlQBJCxiiGnSCvEIYLMRUOli8AxYc4U9ZLj_yMVYprg7HiRosSpM8mIAstmlvxahdTPtifhd_htBeRc3cHTn3kNwPJZMneC0UgA8hZ3Y_NHuEKa1kuXVXqpE-g_g-3/s1600/2151818.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIPUlvirsC6n8mjgwlQBJCxiiGnSCvEIYLMRUOli8AxYc4U9ZLj_yMVYprg7HiRosSpM8mIAstmlvxahdTPtifhd_htBeRc3cHTn3kNwPJZMneC0UgA8hZ3Y_NHuEKa1kuXVXqpE-g_g-3/s400/2151818.jpg" width="248" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i><b>I’m surprised that this book hasn’t been discovered as the gay <span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">“<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Fifty Shades Of Grey</span>”</span> </span>yet.</b></i></span> <i><b> </b></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><i><b>Yes... folks,</b></i> <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i><b>it’s just that filthy</b></i></span>. I couldn’t read this book in public because (<b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">embarrassing so</span></b>) I kept an erection <b>99%</b> of time I was reading it. Leave your morals at the door and be prepared for a <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>no-holes-barred</b></span>, <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>spermy</b></span>, <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>piss-soaked</b></span> reading experience you won’t soon forget.<br />
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This is the story of <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>hunky</b></span>, <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>big-dicked</b></span> <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>Paul Lemoyne</b></span> who leaves his humble life in a tiny English village for life in the big city <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>(London)</b></span>. It’s 1930, he’s a young, virile man and he’s flat broke and as you might suppose, young Paul <i><b>does</b></i> resort to turning tricks <i><b>and</b></i> in turn is soon the most celebrated male whore in the city of London for several years. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">If you’re looking for one of those prostitute with a <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>heart-of-gold</b></span> type of stories, this is not it. Not saying that the main character is a monster or a bad person, but<b> Paul Lemoyne</b> has few redeeming qualities as a human. You <i><b>will</b></i> find yourself rooting for him toward the end of the book and hoping he’ll find someone that will love him for <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i><b>him</b></i></span> and not just <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>for his huge penis</b></span>, <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>bottomless arsehole</b></span> or complete willingness to do absolutely <i><b>anything</b></i> when it comes to sex. <br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>James Lear</b></span> is a pseudonym for author <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>Rupert Smith</b></span> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">(See my review of <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>Man’s World</b></span>). </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Meet <b>Jake Castile</b>, son of a snooty <b>French</b> mother and a father that was a well-known matador many moons ago in his native country, <b>Spain</b>.</span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">The story follows the dashing college student through <i style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>three different colleges</b></i> and many, many cringe-inducing, drunken antidotes. Jake is a somewhat likeable person but he’s also immature, confused, sneaky and extremely fickle. Sometimes you just want to shake him and say, <b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">“Dude, you’re a freakin’ mess. You need to get your act together !”</span></b>. During the first half of the book, I was riveted and could barely put it down but during the last half, I began to really tire of Jake’s shitty attitude toward life and continual drunken escapades. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">When Jake is back home in Queens and <i><b>between colleges once again</b></i>, he meets <b>Chase</b>, a fey, good-looking, rich playboy that instantly falls in love with Jake so hard that he buys Jake a <b>BMW</b> and hands him his own <i><b>unlimited platinum card</b></i> before he sends him off to college again.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><i style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>Yeah, right...</b></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><i style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b> </b></i> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">This book was well written and interesting but I have to say that I didn’t care for the main character <i><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">(much)</b></i>. I absolutely know I wouldn’t be friends with Jake in real life. It will be interesting to see what <b>John Lindo</b> comes up with next. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Being a modest gay man possessing flawless literary tastes, I adore anything written by the late gay author, <b>Patrick Dennis</b>. This early novel of his written under the pseudonym of <b>Virginia Rowans</b> details an argument by a young married couple. The events of the entire book takes place in the space of one exceedingly long day. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /> <span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I like to think I’m fairly well read but I have to be honest and tell you that no book has ever sent me running to my dictionary so often to look up the definitions of words as much as <b>The Loving Couple</b>. Historically, it was really interesting to experience the type of mid-century chit-chat one would have heard from a member of New York’s literary scene at that time.</span><br />
<br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /> <span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Patrick Dennis really pulled out all the stops when he wrote this book and flexed his literary muscles. Yes, there is mucho conceit (<i><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">and a firm belief in his own genius</b></i>) behind the writing of <b>The Loving Couple</b>. Patrick Dennis is definitely showing off and trying to <b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">“wow”</b> his readers and in my opinion he does succeed in that endeavor. </span><br />
<br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /> <span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">It took me almost two months to finish this book. <b>The Loving Couple</b> isn’t for everyone and honestly, I didn’t particularly find it to be a fun reading experience but if you’re already a Patrick Dennis fan, you’ll surely enjoy it.</span><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">*Note - this book is well out-of-print but if you dig around a bit you can find a copy fairly easily.</div></div>KenPaul66http://www.blogger.com/profile/06077626184920368907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7032761785399051131.post-42629416949047936192012-05-18T20:59:00.004-04:002012-05-18T21:10:38.032-04:00The Marrying Kind<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdQ8lPwxMulqAd6ElsEUcn5z8cG1_FLzstbZYb_kqYNguzbhdDJ0HKqyZfYEo74n_lT0iLuXG9QVAoErNBEEtweaKThc4aeLRfkHnn6T-O21eh4yqBF1cd7Y2U_j_cC_iFgdhSfd7U1TbO/s1600/138717656.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdQ8lPwxMulqAd6ElsEUcn5z8cG1_FLzstbZYb_kqYNguzbhdDJ0HKqyZfYEo74n_lT0iLuXG9QVAoErNBEEtweaKThc4aeLRfkHnn6T-O21eh4yqBF1cd7Y2U_j_cC_iFgdhSfd7U1TbO/s400/138717656.JPG" width="257" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><i><b>Very topical, this book couldn’t have been released at a more appropriate time considering the recent gay marriage debacle in North Carolina </b><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">(my home state)</b><b>.</b></i></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">This is the story of <b>Steven Worth</b>, a charmingly neurotic columnist that works for <b>The Gay New York Times</b> <b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">(one of those freebie newspapers they give away in gay bars)</b> and his wedding-planner boyfriend, <b>Adam More</b>. They’re a happy, well-dressed couple, living in a nice apartment in NYC with their two kids <b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">(cats)</b> and few problems.</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">Adam begins to seem depressed which really worries Steven but he doesn’t know how to approach the subject. So, he lets it slide for a while until Adam rushes home from work one day, all aglow and flushed with excitement. Adam makes a pronouncement that he’s giving up his business of heterosexual wedding planning until he and Steven can legally be married in New York. </div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">Although worried, Steven gets all charged up over the subject and writes a few compelling pro-gay marriage articles for <b>The Gay New York Times</b> and before you know it, Adam and Steven become local heroes to the gay community and a movement begins to take shape, protesting heterosexual marriage and boycotting weddings until gays have the right to legally marry.</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">Things are going great until Steven’s <b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">(straight)</b> brother asks Adam’s sister to marry him. Herein lies the trouble, Steven is extremely close to his brother and it tears him apart that Adam expects him not to attend his wedding just based on the principle of the whole matter. What if the gay community got wind of the fact that the people that started this anti-wedding movement actually attended a heterosexual wedding? They’d tear them from limb to limb for sure and be shamed in the press.</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">Finally, Steven is so miserable that he leaves Adam after telling him that he was most definitely going to attend his one and only brother’s wedding and if he were smart he’d do the same thing. Will Adam stand firm to the principles of his movement or will he show up at the church in the nick of time to see his sister wed Adam’s brother?</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">I absolutely adored this book! This is the story of two different gay guys in Britain whose stories become somewhat intertwined. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">First we start out of the story of <b>Rob</b>, a muscular, modern day party-boy who’s rather shallow and not all that likable until the waning chapters of the book. Rob battles rampant drug and steroid use, hepatitis and repeatedly bats away the interest shown in him by the <i><b>"nice"</b></i> guy at his office before he begins to finally exhibit signs that he's more than your average gym bunny.<br />
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One day Rob and his even <i><b>shallower</b></i> best friend, <b>Jonathan</b> are looking off his balcony and notice the paramedics lugging a stretcher baring an obviously deceased man from a downstairs apartment and that leads us into the next story:<br />
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The story of Jonathan's downstairs neighbor, <b>Michael Medway</b>, a gentle young man in the RAF during the fifties who read muscle magazines and sketches scantily-clad men in a secret notebook when he thought no one would notice. From afar, Michael fell in love/lust with the camp’s champion boxer, <b>Mervyn Wright</b> and eventually they do strike up a casual friendship and become intimate one weekend in nearby Blackpool though <b>Mervyn</b> isn't quite ready to be a full time <i><b>"queer"</b></i>.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;">I really liked that this book tackled ageism within the gay community. As a middle-age gay man, this is a subject that’s near and dear to my heart. Michael’s flamboyant, campy friend, <b>Stephen</b> said it best when he tells Jonathan that the young, hip, hot gays of today didn’t <i><b>invent</b></i> gay, it was fought for and served up to them on a platter by the <b>"old queens" </b>they secretly revile and want nothing to do with. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">As <b>Stephen</b> would say, <b>“My dear, I was sucking cock before you were even a tinkle in your father’s eyes.”</b></div><br />
<b></b>If you want a well written, very bold gay novel, grab this book <i><b>(or download it because I don’t believe this was released in the US in book form) </b></i>now! Immediately after reading this book, I went to <b>Barnes & Noble’s</b> website and tracked down Rupert Smith’s back catalog, hopefully his older book will be just as good as <b>A Man’s World</b>.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><b>Rating: 9.8 </b></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaimiT9p57_tNYuVDLK0jW1tDOgrF7C9x2hx3GJz_xsR593wu9YBrqY8OD1F-Wir46JPJomdsdxcT9w1XprorQ-6s3v-_tbtkSvfdni25xVoLVrrXpusrRGkPkeaRWwX6wBz-bNaB-ak8y/s1600/7722688.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div></div>KenPaul66http://www.blogger.com/profile/06077626184920368907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7032761785399051131.post-78531103617157776322012-02-25T13:16:00.001-05:002012-03-03T09:53:13.307-05:00Sarah<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheQy8m2MV-WQcBqgy-VIJphHuq8E1J25k5hcU2IWFhRWl0TynRIjHjfK8UeVZPwN56qw0FVG_zIL_4OIrs-ih1h6MmWy1if0F0kfMJAupayBx0W-5Ux4b9tip_zUuDcUZDGeWfORYmKtyX/s1600/0747549281.02.LZZZZZZZ.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheQy8m2MV-WQcBqgy-VIJphHuq8E1J25k5hcU2IWFhRWl0TynRIjHjfK8UeVZPwN56qw0FVG_zIL_4OIrs-ih1h6MmWy1if0F0kfMJAupayBx0W-5Ux4b9tip_zUuDcUZDGeWfORYmKtyX/s400/0747549281.02.LZZZZZZZ.gif" width="277" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">I finally decided to read this much-lauded piece of cult fiction recently and I have to say I’m so glad I did. I can now call myself a <b>J.T. LeRoy</b> fan, folks.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">This is the story of <b>Cherry Vanilla</b>, a teen transsexual trucker prostitute. This amazing story takes place in two separate truck stops in West Virginia. At first I found the reading of this book daunting because of the local hillbilly dialect it’s written in, but after you get through that hurdle, an amazing story starts to unfold before you.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Cherry Vanilla's main goal is be a full-fledged lot lizard <b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">(trucker prostitute)</b> just like his mother, Sarah. When his <b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><cough, cough></b> career doesn't seem to be going anywhere, he decides to jump ship and take up with <b>LeLoop</b> and his batch of ramp-eating, extremely superstitious whores at the <b>Three Crutches</b>, a rival truck stop just down the interstate. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Once it’s discovered that Cherry Vanilla is actually a boy, all hell breaks loose. His long golden curls are hacked off with a switchblade by <b>LeLoop</b> and he’s forced to hook as a boy from then on. Cherry Vanilla soon spirals into alcoholism and sometimes huffing glue when he doesn’t have the money to purchase overpriced booze from the den mother at the <b>Three Crutches</b>.The end of this book then plays out like a cheesy, made-for-TV movie from the seventies. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">After some time, word gets back to his <i><b>home</b></i> truck stop about the plight of their little runaway. Glad <b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">(Cherry Vanilla's original pimp)</b> hatches a plan where one of his heart-of-gold prostitutes will dress up like a man, borrow a big rig and head over to his truck stop in a ruse to hire him for his “services” <b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">(and to secretly help him escape LeLoop's clutches)</b>. The high-speed chase scene that follows could be straight out of a <b>Dukes Of Hazzard</b> episode.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">This is one weird and wild book but I’m glad I read it. I’m surprised that John Waters hasn’t made this into a movie yet because it’s surely right up his alley.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><b>Rating: 7.0 </b></span></div></div>KenPaul66http://www.blogger.com/profile/06077626184920368907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7032761785399051131.post-26189078244795007092012-01-25T23:12:00.002-05:002012-03-03T09:55:46.078-05:00Men Under the Mistletoe<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpwTHq7yFik2QioYZCCSJ6eSkTtNILGt50uP7l2LXiqLV7JxtkVFTLmiT9LUlypXxRxwhXw5yOxEBJa-PbJoR5arCHuUJtdlQf70Nra2ChyXi5ZJh8GjwiAqkItqz2ymFHD4M314xhxtlD/s1600/Men+Under+the+Mistletoe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpwTHq7yFik2QioYZCCSJ6eSkTtNILGt50uP7l2LXiqLV7JxtkVFTLmiT9LUlypXxRxwhXw5yOxEBJa-PbJoR5arCHuUJtdlQf70Nra2ChyXi5ZJh8GjwiAqkItqz2ymFHD4M314xhxtlD/s400/Men+Under+the+Mistletoe.jpg" width="252" /></a></div><br />
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<div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">I really liked this year’s Christmas anthology by Carina Press. You’ve got four very different stories of gay men during the holiday season.</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">The first story is:</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>My True Love Gave to Me</b><br />
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<b>Ava March</b></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">This is the story of Alexander and Thomas, two early 19<sup>th</sup> century boys that are trying to have an affair and finding that convention and family obligations are quite the hurdle to overcome. If you're like me, you've probably wondered what it was truly like for gay men "back in the day" and how they carried on their love affairs. I think this story goes a long way in helping us understand more about that. I mean, what did they use for lube back then, goose fat or butter ?</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">Alexander’s breakdown when Thomas leaves him high-n-dry at the country house had me balling my eyes out at the sheer amount of pain poured into those passages.</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">The second story is:</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>Winter Knights </b></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-weight: normal;">By</span></b></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b> Harper Fox</b></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">This is the story of a gruff, Englishman named Gavin that’s on holiday in Northumberland waiting for Piers (his lover) to show up so they can spend the Christmas holidays together. Things turn ugly when Piers calls and breaks up with Gavin because of his religious convictions. In grief, Gavin dashes out on the snowy moors for a “hike” to clear his mind and promptly falls down a deep crevice into a cave and hits his head.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">What follows can only be described as haunting and miraculous.</div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">The third story is:</div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>Lone Star </b></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-weight: normal;">By</span></b></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b> Josh Lanyon</b></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-weight: normal;">I was really looking forward to ready this story because I really love Josh Lanyon’s characters. His men are the kind of guys that I’d personally want to date.</span></b></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-weight: normal;">This is the story of </span></b>Mitchell, a disenchanted ballet dancer from NYC that goes back “home” to Texas to deal with his father’s estate when he passes away and also to get away from his cheating bisexual boyfriend. When he’s almost home, a reindeer runs out in front of him and causes him to drive an embankment and crash his rental car. The Texas Ranger that comes to investigate the scene turns out to be his old boyfriend, Webb.</div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">Webb helps Mitchell to discover that he’s not so disenchanted after all. </div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">The forth and final story is:</div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>The Christmas Proposition</b></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b> </b><b><span style="font-weight: normal;">By</span></b></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b> K.A. Mitchell</b></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-weight: normal;">I think I liked this story most of all because of the main character’s quirky, smartass attitude and witty repartee.</span></b></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-weight: normal;">This is the story of Mel, a nice guy running a Christmas tree farm in rural Pennsylvania.</span></b></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">For the most part, Mel has put his personal life on hold and really just concentrates on his life on the farm and taking care of his sister that just got out of drug rehab. One night when Mel is at his part-time job slinging hash at a local diner, there at one of <i>his</i> tables is Bryce, the former love of his life (though Mel would be hard-pressed to admit it). They get back together and what follows can only be described as steamy.</div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">Mel and Bryce have a <b><i>very</i></b> physical relationship and seem to fuck all the time. The author seems to take a particular joy in using the word <b>“dick”</b> and <b>“cock”</b> repeatedly. Not that I’m complaining, mind you. This story was waaaay hot and total boner city.<br />
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<b>Rating: 8.0 </b></div></div>KenPaul66http://www.blogger.com/profile/06077626184920368907noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7032761785399051131.post-67220820660454481452012-01-02T23:07:00.001-05:002012-05-18T20:50:30.840-04:00Chasing Seth<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GBEBgb30qng/TwJ-XJ56OSI/AAAAAAAABIU/V315SHqG9fU/s1600/ChasingSethLG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GBEBgb30qng/TwJ-XJ56OSI/AAAAAAAABIU/V315SHqG9fU/s400/ChasingSethLG.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I have mixed feelings about this gay shifter novel. While it’s very well written and has many extremely hot sex scenes, I found that the main character </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">(Seth, of course)</span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> annoyed the hell out of me. I kept wanting to shake him and tell him to grow a fuckin’ pair. Seth is a <b><i>bit</i></b> on the whiny side and really seems to enjoy playing the “poor me” card over and over. I wondered why Kasey </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">(his hot Native American boyfriend)</span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> bothered to chase after him because I think I’d been glad to see the last of him really quick.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I would have really liked to seen more about Seth’s best friend, Nick and Kasey’s brother getting together because their story seems like it has the potential to be infinitely more interesting.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Can’t wait to see what J.R. Lovelace will come up with next. She writes a helluva sex scene, folks. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Total boner city !</span><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Rating: 6.5 </span></b><o:p></o:p></div></div>KenPaul66http://www.blogger.com/profile/06077626184920368907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7032761785399051131.post-75198630732982798912011-10-04T11:14:00.002-04:002012-03-03T09:57:44.984-05:00When Love Is Not Enough<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVA6j587gzfRhUaW4FChsyLYwXIiWB45ib1VzIA3gXuNIwTPL1KtZhgJ9BTdHPDyAE2LXYIoNGKx_aon5KGo9ft_r4q7i3etNYCXQfFFHwEdB6cQfzfUGf7Vx0d-oUYWUjSGK6pgR6228l/s1600/ScreenShot009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVA6j587gzfRhUaW4FChsyLYwXIiWB45ib1VzIA3gXuNIwTPL1KtZhgJ9BTdHPDyAE2LXYIoNGKx_aon5KGo9ft_r4q7i3etNYCXQfFFHwEdB6cQfzfUGf7Vx0d-oUYWUjSGK6pgR6228l/s320/ScreenShot009.jpg" width="215" /></a></div><br />
<div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>When Love Is Not Enough</b></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">by</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Wade Kelly</span></b></div><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I thoroughly enjoyed reading this wonderful book. You’ll find yourself cheering them on at times and at other times wanting to pull them to your chest to comfort them as you would with any good friend. I say this because by the end of this book, I felt like I’d known these characters all of my life. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> This book deals with the suicide of the Jamie and the effects of his sudden, unexplained death on the two men in his life, Darian and Matt. Starting with the funeral, the story then jumps to the back to the beginning and starts the telling of the events that leads to Jamie’s death. The main issues lying throughout this book are drug abuse, fear of coming out, being promiscuous, fear of commitment, being secretly in love with your best friend and dealing with familial homophobia. There’s something in here that most of us can easily identify with. So, if you want to read a deep, sexy, funny and often sad novel, go download <b>When Love Is Not Enough</b> from one of the usual ebook outlets or buy a physical copy at your friendly neighborhood gay bookstore.</span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://wadekelly.weebly.com/index.html">Wade's Website</a><br />
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<div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>Rating: 9.0 </b></div></div></div>KenPaul66http://www.blogger.com/profile/06077626184920368907noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7032761785399051131.post-29077364081380139262011-09-28T22:35:00.002-04:002012-03-03T09:59:56.011-05:00I, Pierre Seel, Deported Homosexual: A Memoir of Nazi Terror<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3ib9SywuvMF68ozzM7yG4CrFGFz-sc3KwSYewlRDT39poA_QCh7bk6B_XiRiNB9N_8JPpLGl2umBoblrLvUlswhDwtO44LZuA3Q_81HRHgUqBhjO3FXCMf4IJeD3EAcKFJVgofYIBVxNV/s1600/i-pierre-seel-deported-homosexual-memoir-nazi-terror-paperback-cover-art.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3ib9SywuvMF68ozzM7yG4CrFGFz-sc3KwSYewlRDT39poA_QCh7bk6B_XiRiNB9N_8JPpLGl2umBoblrLvUlswhDwtO44LZuA3Q_81HRHgUqBhjO3FXCMf4IJeD3EAcKFJVgofYIBVxNV/s400/i-pierre-seel-deported-homosexual-memoir-nazi-terror-paperback-cover-art.jpg" width="269" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I, Pierre Seel, Deported Homosexual: A Memoir of Nazi Terror</span></b><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">By <b>Pierre Seel</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> Who in the world is Pierre Seel, you ask ?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /></div><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Pierre Seel (8/16/23 – 11/25/05) was a gay Holocaust survivor and the only French person to have testified openly about his experience of deportation by the Nazis during World War II due to his homosexuality.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">First of all, this isn’t so much a gay story as it a human story. If you’re looking for a hopeful, enlightening story about gay pride and secret romantic interludes between the gay prisoners in the camps, you won’t get it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">This memoir is dark, brooding and a bit dry for my taste. I have to be honest and say that I found myself struggling to finish it. The first half of the book is quite interesting but the telling of his later years is yawn-inducing. In the fifties (and still very much in the closet), Pierre marries a lady and begins a family. Three children later, twenty jobs later, bouts with alcoholism and addictions to nerve pills, they divorce and go their separate ways. Pierre quickly spirals into deep depression and stumbles through life until the early eighties when he meets the proper people and begins telling his story.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">This book is a must for students of gay history. It was interesting to read about the stealth that had to be employed to facilitate gay relationships during that time. Some may find that this book isn’t <b>“gay”</b> enough. Pierre was very closeted and for the most part, glosses over the finer details of his intimate life or thoughts. </span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Perhaps the book would be more interesting if read in the language (<b>French</b>) it was written in.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Hmmm... </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>Rating: 5.0 </b></span></div></div>KenPaul66http://www.blogger.com/profile/06077626184920368907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7032761785399051131.post-25031441187928250582011-09-24T21:03:00.001-04:002012-03-03T10:01:19.603-05:00Stewardess Boy: A Novel<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="col" id="imagecol"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_AR3Ua7JU2WNX4c9WVDiE7G5u80FkctIXFursin7KzaE6yQ8I0Xx7OERsDCtr0yYgz-xYvmrCIEAPL-56zRoQrBi9BP31wFTWd3-d7mHyiB-_MkMET_urpuDjBqO1EJ_lhXFjapAX63lc/s1600/11089272.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_AR3Ua7JU2WNX4c9WVDiE7G5u80FkctIXFursin7KzaE6yQ8I0Xx7OERsDCtr0yYgz-xYvmrCIEAPL-56zRoQrBi9BP31wFTWd3-d7mHyiB-_MkMET_urpuDjBqO1EJ_lhXFjapAX63lc/s400/11089272.jpg" width="257" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>Stewardess Boy: A Novel</b></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">By</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>Henri Gustave </b></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"><span class="readable reviewText"> <span id="freeTextContainerreview178447793">I loved this fun, beach-read type book. If you've ever wondered about the life & times of that handsome flight attendant that served you on your last flight, this is sooo the book for you. Can't wait for the sequel, Henri!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="readable reviewText"><span id="freeTextContainerreview178447793">Visit: <a href="http://stewardessboy.com/">http://stewardessboy.com/</a> </span></span><br />
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<div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b><span class="readable reviewText"><span id="freeTextContainerreview178447793">Rating: 8.5 </span> </span></b></div></div><br />
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