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Loading... 100 Strokes of the Brush Before Bedby Melissa Panarello
Something must have been lost in translation... I enjoyed a few pages out of the 170 or so; I did not enjoy the book as a whole for a number of reasons: 1) the writing was not especially erotic; 2) the supposedly naive voice changed to an experienced voice describing one of the SM events that ruined the suspension of disbelief that the book was an unedited diary; which leads to 3) the book only convinces as a biographical fiction of a mundane series of adolescent sexual encounters -- and therefore is just one among thousands of other such fluff. ( )Banale Stupidly, I fell for the hype. This book is touted as being "erotic" but due to the girl's age, its really nothing more than the exploitation of child abuse and the pedophiles she fell into the arms of. I found this to be very disturbing. I picked this book up from a bargain table, only it's spine visible. I know it's wrong to judge a book by its cover, but I like to think that a first attraction to a title is always something to be explored. And it was a bargain. Part way through the book, I started to question whether it was worth my time to finish it. The diary format made it very disjointed and the thoughts even more scattered. But it was such a quick read that I was to the end before I knew it. The ending was very hopeful, promising, although a little to brief of a turn. I'd heard so much about this book before reading it that perhaps my expectations were too high to begin with. The sex scenes seemed to me to be far more gratuitous than cathartic, and the character's self-examination didn't ever seem to actually get anywhere. The entire book was less cohesive than I'd hoped for, and from erotica, I expect something a bit racier; this book failed to meet my expectations from both a literary standpoint and an erotic one. the strongest emotion i could make out after reading this book: boredom. A not so very erotic memoir, short on sweetness, short on romance, short sensuality. The lack of perception and art on her part perhaps speak to its authenticity. This is teen sex at its worst. erotic experiences of a teen in italy Easy read, I don't know how to classify this book - fiction or non-fiction. It has just a little bit of every erotic fantasy to make you wonder if it is all fictional. The writing style is flowery; you must give credit to the Itilian school system for producing such a colorful and at times eloquent writer at such a young age - if it is non-fiction. But, I'll give it the benefit of the doubt and say it is non-fiction and that a few of the scenes are erotic - you will have to find out for youself which ones are. Would it be wrong to just say this book sucks? It was poorly written, poorly laid out and by no means had anything 'erotic' about it. Trite, materialistic and really just downright boring. |
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