2.0 out of 5 stars
Beware of positive reviews, Mar 7 2004
By A Customer
This review is from: His: 30 Erotic Tales Written Just for Him (Paperback)
Shoddy fiction, stories written in first person, present tense, none the least bit erotic. Written just for him, primarily by her, from you know who's viewpoint. No variation in tone, each story reads like the one you just finished, assuming you forced yourself to read more than two paragraphs. Few writers successfully pull of writing a book of erotic stories, certainly not the ones who attempted His. A male reader's time would be better spent reading, or re-reading, the classics of the genre -- The Pearl, My Secret Life, A Man with a Maid, My Life and Loves (Frank Harris). And anything by Anais Nin (Delta of Venus, Little Birds). Opus Pistorum (aka Under the Roofs of Paris) by Henry Miller is about as hot, and off track, as male fiction gets. His -- 30 Erotic Stories -- is as short on imagination as heat. Look elsewhere if you're into erotica, or think you might be.
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