A review by poultrymunitions
Keeping Promise Rock by Amy Lane

3.0

THE MOTHERFUCKING FEELZ.

This is my third Amy Lane book. From reading those three and perusing her catalogue, I've come to the following conclusions:

1. She's not always so good at naming these things.

Before I read a word of her, I was turned off by odd, off-putting, or juvenile-sounding titles. I've been kicking myself ever since, for allowing that to get in the way of enjoying her writing.


2. She's got some serious storytelling Kung-Fu.

Serious. Legit-legit. Like, weeping onto your e-reader serious. Like, laughing so hard you fart, serious. Like, never forget the words so long as you live, serious. The girl's got a gift, and it manifests in spectacular plenitude throughout. This, friends, is an absurdly compelling story that will gut you as easily as it will require a change in underpants.


3. The girl can write.

Thus I bow my head in prayer: O My Lord in Heaven, You should probably proceed to bestow Your divine beneficence upon somebody else, for verily she has her bloody share, obvs.

I am in love with Amy Lane.