Carrie Clevenger's Reviews > Fallen Nation
Fallen Nation
by James Curcio (Goodreads Author), Jason Stackhouse
by James Curcio (Goodreads Author), Jason Stackhouse
Wow is my one word for this stunning novel. I give it four stars mainly because it's a little rough, typos and just a few rough edges to make it not perfect, but what book is really perfect, right?
Let's get to the good stuff. James Curcio is an outstanding author. This book is a modern-day crusade against, well you fill in the blank. Comparable to masterpieces dealing with matters of the mind as Pink Floyd's The Wall, Curcio's book hops heads effortlessly, taking the reader into deeper waters, weaving in mythological lore applied to today's society. The plot itself is fairly straight forward, mixed in with a dose of insanity, (but is it really?) a diverse cast of characters, and lots of toe-curling sexy scenes. Add in a big-bang of an ending in this quick read and you have what amounts to a fine piece of independent literature.
But don't take my word for it...check it out yourself.
Let's get to the good stuff. James Curcio is an outstanding author. This book is a modern-day crusade against, well you fill in the blank. Comparable to masterpieces dealing with matters of the mind as Pink Floyd's The Wall, Curcio's book hops heads effortlessly, taking the reader into deeper waters, weaving in mythological lore applied to today's society. The plot itself is fairly straight forward, mixed in with a dose of insanity, (but is it really?) a diverse cast of characters, and lots of toe-curling sexy scenes. Add in a big-bang of an ending in this quick read and you have what amounts to a fine piece of independent literature.
But don't take my word for it...check it out yourself.
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| 08/05/2011 | ""Without so much as a thought, Dionysus followed. The wheat blotted out the sky. Broad, brittle leaves cut him as he dove through rows of it, chasing a giggle, a flash of her taut calf, a breath of musk. He ran to the drums of the blood behind his eyes, panting with a mixture of horny abandon, supplication and elation that formed a nameless emotion somewhere behind his navel." WOW." |

