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Thursday, August 18, 2005
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Well, I read Polly’s Perilous Pleasures by Daisy Dexter Dobbs.

As those of you who visit my blog regularly will know, I was rather looking forward to reading this book, and to be honest, everything was going swimmingly until about page 157. Sigh.

I can’t be arsed doing my standard blurb, so this is the official blurb from EC:

Busting at the seams after months of feeding her face with chocolate, untold carbs and a gazillion calories, Polly Patrick is on a mission. She has just three months to lose weight and get in shape before a very special reunion.

Nikolas Kokoris, Polly’s personal trainer, is determined to help the sassy, full-figured beauty attain her goal—if his inappropriate, chronic case of lust doesn’t kill him first. After three excruciating months of watching her generous breasts jiggle and bounce, and that enticing bottom swing and sway, the handsome Greek is about to detonate.

With hot sex at the forefront of Nick’s thoughts, he doesn’t need exercise to feel the burn.Of course, things aren’t always as they seem. Nick has no idea that Polly’s been plagued with highly improper thoughts of a distinctly carnal nature about her charming personal trainer.

But that’s about to change…A seemingly innocent bottle of ouzo, a hilarious case of mistaken identity and Polly’s hazardous penchant for role playing all have a hand in turning life as they know it upside down.And oh what a wild ride!

The first half of the book was really good, it was a witty, campy romp, that didn’t pretend to be anything else. Polly was rather hilarious as the chocoholic heroine, who would have sold her granny for a box of Godiva’s, and Nick was likeable as the buffed-up Greek super-stud, who falls in lust with the overweight chick.

I liked Nick because there was nothing irritating about him. Does that make sense? He wasn’t moody, and arrogant, or an arse-hole, which is always a plus in my book.

I liked Polly because she was somebody who I’d be friends with if she was real. She was funny and heart-warmingly flawed.

Daisy Dexter Dobbs has a good writing voice, and although there wasn’t much happening plot-wise, you still wanted to carry on reading, which, with my attention span at the moment, is a very good thing.

Like I said before, it was quite humorous in the beginning, and there was a certain scene, that anybody who’s read this book already, will appreciate for it’s comedic value. It was one of those jaw-droppingly embarrassing moments, that can only happen to a heroine in a romance novel.

Now that I’ve got all the nice stuff out of the way, I’ll tell you what I didn’t particularly appreciate about the book.

If Polly’s Perilous Pleasures had ended at page 157, I would have been happy, and this post would have been very different. But unfortunately for me, there was more.

The thing is, the little conflict that was there, was resolved by page 157. The rest of the book was pure fluff in my opinion. Just lots of meaningless words geared toward meeting the targeted word count. Or at least that’s how I felt. I know you’ve all read books like that before.

For those of you who read the book already, I’m sure that the ending must have left the same icky taste in your mouth that it did in mine. I can’t say what happened without major spoilage for those of you who want to purchase the book, so I’m going to refrain on this occasion.

Although the first half of the book had been well written, witty, and lots of fun, I got the feeling that the author had run out of ideas half-way through, and thus seemed to introduce some outrageous events into the story, in order to divert the reader’s attention from what was a generally a poor second half showing.

Even the dialogue, which had been well-executed in the beginning, seemed to lose it’s way. In fact, it became just plain silly.
The dialogue during the sex scenes were the most excruciating. I ended up skimming quite a huge chunk so that I didn’t have to read lines like, “That fantastic cock of yours should be in a museum” WTF?

I’m not kidding, that line really was in there.

All in all, I think that the last half of this book ruined what had started out as a perfectly good story, but having said all of the above, I still think that those of you who wanted to read this book, should just go ahead and do so anyway because you may just appreciate the bits that I hated.

Normal Service Will Resume Shortly…

Thursday, August 18, 2005
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Apologies for the lack of posts, but work has been more hectic than usual. Hopefully I’ll get back to normal service soon.

In the mean time, I’ll leave you with this link.

According to this article, Michael Jackson should have been in court in July to hear fresh new sex abuse allegations. Apparently, the alleged abuse took place in 1984.

“The plaintiff said he was drugged, cut with a razor blade and bitten.”

Hmmmmm…. I have my doubts as to whether the above is true or not. Oh well, no doubt the lawyers will be making a fortune again.

Oh by the way, some sick f*ck, ended up on my blog by googling “I want to fuck Dakota Fanning”. What. The. Fuck?