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A review by shepherdesskate
A Brewing Storm by Richard Castle
1.0
This was a library/Kindle check-out on a lazy Sunday afternoon, THANK GOD I didn't pay money for it.
Okay, so I haven't paid attention to who is really writing these, and this novella has ensured that I will not be looking for more of his work. First of all, the italics. THE ITALICS. Every other paragraph was an italicized rambling monologue of what this unlikable pig Derrick Storm was thinking, only it wasn't at all enlightening to the plot. Enlightening regarding one woman's enormous chest, or another woman's yoga-toned ass... oh yes indeed.
We're supposed to believe that this is the sort of dribble the character, Castle, writes? Gross.
Okay, so I haven't paid attention to who is really writing these, and this novella has ensured that I will not be looking for more of his work. First of all, the italics. THE ITALICS. Every other paragraph was an italicized rambling monologue of what this unlikable pig Derrick Storm was thinking, only it wasn't at all enlightening to the plot. Enlightening regarding one woman's enormous chest, or another woman's yoga-toned ass... oh yes indeed.
We're supposed to believe that this is the sort of dribble the character, Castle, writes? Gross.