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Monday, 26 October 2015

Review: Crave by B.J. Harvey

***3 Stars***
 
 
I'm more than happy to admit that I'm a lover of the more dark and twisted books out there. You all know the type of books I'm referring to - those that have been so eloquently and detrimentally (to the reader, in a good way) penned by some of our favourite authors. So, I was very eager to get started on this book when it was offered to me (after reading the synopsis).
I'm afraid it didn't live up to what was promised in the blurb. That's not to say that it wasn't a well written and thought out story, but for me (personally) it was just nowhere near as dark as I was expecting.
The characters are well thought out and the story flows well and there are no major editing issues. There's plenty of drama and passion too.
Callum is a great character but his angst over his secret just wasn't in proportion for me. I also found it strange that he's fixated on this one particular thing and not really into anything else that would go hand in hand with the thing he craves. I apologise, that all sounds a little vague but I don't want to give too much away.
It is a good book, just not quite what I was expecting. I guess to me, it would be a good starting point for anyone out there who hasn't gotten absorbed into the darker books available, but wants to try one out. It would be a good taste-tester I guess.
If it sounds like your thing, give it a try.
 
Reviewed by Vivienne Kauffer
 
 
I have a craving.

A dark urge I’ve failed to resist despite years of trying to do that very thing.

I’ve forced myself to hide behind a mask, a perfect orchestration to hide my true self.

After I met her, my wants and needs, my inner most desires changed.

She encouraged me to embrace who I truly am, and she was willing to do anything and everything I wanted, giving herself to satisfy my most carnal appetite.

Then everything in my carefully managed world came crashing down around me. A moment in time, a loss of control, and the very thing I cherish was nearly taken from me.

My fate now lies in her hands.

The very life I’ve built for myself…everything I’ve ever done now waits in purgatory, all caused by a lack of focus at a time when my most concentrated attention was needed.

The very thing I crave may now be the end of me.
  
 
 
 
 


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