- Published on Amazon.com
Almost without exception, most of the books I’ve been asked to look at lately have been virtually unreadable. Usually for one or both of the following reasons: 1. The writer had a tendency to jump back and forth from Victorian (said he, said they) style to modern (he said, they said) style in the same book; a practice that is always jarring to the reader’s brain. Sticking to one style or the other, preferably the latter, is always best; or 2. The writer took the lazy way out, and used page after page of non-standard dialogue tags. Instead of ‘saying’ things to each other, the characters chuckle, screech, murmur, sneer, bellow, and hiss at each other throughout the book. There are dozens of reasons why this is bad form, none of which we need to delve into at the moment.
This writer, in what I believe is his debut novel, makes neither of the above mistakes, and more power to him for that. All of which makes this novel a breath of fresh air.
Love cubed is, as the title infers, a story about a threesome, and I found it both interesting and fascinating.
Francis is a tall young freshman, who is both muscular, beautiful, and an accomplished athlete, which qualities should make him very popular. Unfortunately Francis has a past. A past that has left him with both some physical and considerable psychic damage.
Enter Andrew, a football player, and Sebastian, a hockey player. The two men, with some assistance from Heather and John, quickly help Francis overcome his fears. A little too quickly, some might say.
Interestingly, the sex scenes, when they occur, contain very little vulgarity—mostly due to the careful use of euphemisms.
It’s an appealing story, fairly well told, and has a satisfactorily happy ending. It is, however, necessary for the reader to suspend his/her disbelief just a bit, as it’s hard to imagine young, college age, hormonally driven, men being quite so insightful and introspective.
Two things would have made the book both more believable and more readable. 1. The dialogue is much too well-structured and stilted. Young college age men don’t, as a rule, talk quite so formally among themselves. And 2. The use of contractions is noticeable by its absence throughout most of the book, except for one short sequence. In addition, it would have been interesting to have learned how an eighteen-year-old gained control of his money.
All in all, a most satisfactory first effort, and it earns four full stars from this jaded reviewer.