Title: THIS ONE'S NO DIVA...
Product review: The best thing about this book is that someone lent it to me so I didn't have to shell out money for it or I'd be more outraged, if for no other reason than the apparently unedited and overused expressions like "diva," "stank" and "proudly." Who's editing this book anyway?!Equally annoying was the fact that the author made no effort to loop new readers into why or how Basil has these incriminating tapes of Ava. Let's just toss in MORE confusion, shall we.Obviously Harris can write, as evidenced by his ability to hook the reader and keep the plot churning. The question then becomes why write pulp? As a reader I feel insulted that this incredibly superficial, black Jackie Collins [like] book blathers on about three protagonists with no redeeming features whatsoever until--miraculously--they all undergo transformations in the last thirty pages. As if reversals that pat ever really work!
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