I snagged a great Kindle e-book a couple of days ago.
One of the great things about owning a Kindle is the opportunity to browse thousands and thousands of indie and self-published titles. Now, I'll say up front that most of these books are, to be blunt, crap. In many cases, there's a reason the authors chose to self-publish, that reason being no publisher on Earth would read past the first paragraph, let alone pony up a small fortune to see the awful thing lurch to life in print.
But they're not all bad. I can always tell before I'm done reading the second line of the book description, because the same writer who writes that wrote the book. If it's a confusing, wandering quagmire of cliches and purple prose, I move on.
But there are gems hidden amid the refuse. One such gem is Moon Dance (Vampire for Hire #1) by J. R. Rain..
It's only 99 cents. Yeah, I'm a tightwad. But J. R. Rain should really be asking more than a buck for Moon Dance.
I have a weakness for film-noir private eyes. I firmly believe the world should be black and white, stuck circa 1940. Fedoras. Rainswept streets at midnight. Dames.
So you're probably thinking Moon Dance is set in a world just like that, right?
Wrong. The protagonist is a working mom, with two small kids and a lot of laundry.
She's also spent the last six years as a vampire.
So no fedoras. Rainswept streets, maybe. But what the book has is the most important thing of all -- it's got the heart and soul of a gritty, unflinching PI novel.
I doff my hat -- a damp fedora, with two bullet holes -- to J. R. Rain, whoever they are, because not only do they know how to write, but they know how to write the stuff I like.
I'll post a full review when I'm done. Again, that's Moon Dance, by J.R. Rain.
One of the great things about owning a Kindle is the opportunity to browse thousands and thousands of indie and self-published titles. Now, I'll say up front that most of these books are, to be blunt, crap. In many cases, there's a reason the authors chose to self-publish, that reason being no publisher on Earth would read past the first paragraph, let alone pony up a small fortune to see the awful thing lurch to life in print.
But they're not all bad. I can always tell before I'm done reading the second line of the book description, because the same writer who writes that wrote the book. If it's a confusing, wandering quagmire of cliches and purple prose, I move on.
But there are gems hidden amid the refuse. One such gem is Moon Dance (Vampire for Hire #1) by J. R. Rain..
It's only 99 cents. Yeah, I'm a tightwad. But J. R. Rain should really be asking more than a buck for Moon Dance.
I have a weakness for film-noir private eyes. I firmly believe the world should be black and white, stuck circa 1940. Fedoras. Rainswept streets at midnight. Dames.
So you're probably thinking Moon Dance is set in a world just like that, right?
Wrong. The protagonist is a working mom, with two small kids and a lot of laundry.
She's also spent the last six years as a vampire.
So no fedoras. Rainswept streets, maybe. But what the book has is the most important thing of all -- it's got the heart and soul of a gritty, unflinching PI novel.
I doff my hat -- a damp fedora, with two bullet holes -- to J. R. Rain, whoever they are, because not only do they know how to write, but they know how to write the stuff I like.
I'll post a full review when I'm done. Again, that's Moon Dance, by J.R. Rain.