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Publisher: Alyson Books
Lindsey Elder
An excerptRSVP by Julia Willis "Can you come to a fish fry?" you asked. Leaving me there in that windowed stairwell where we'd been talking, you rushed away to your next class after the final bell rang. I watched you below dart out of the building and down the sidewalk, stop, turn, look up, and catch me watching you. Then embarrassed from being caught, I waved, casually, friendly, you know -- but instead of going on your way, you dashed right back into the building and called up the stairwell to me. "Can you come to a fish fry?" I thought you were joking. "A fish fry?" I laughed. "We're having one at my house." That house you shared in town with three other women -- Susan, who would end up spending all the money she'd collected for the utility bills before moving in with her married and gray-haired abnormal-psychology professor; Lisa, whose childhood had been nastily scarred by a father's promise to have TV's Annie Oakley at her eighth birthday party (he brought home the actress while she was on a 10-city promotional tour--a grown-up lady in a suit, a lady no one recognized without her trademark pigtails, guns, fringed vest and cowgirl boots, and ten little girls wept bitterly); and finally Margaret, your best friend from high school, who I and most people assumed you were or had been lovers with, since the air around you both was so thick with longing that we could all taste it. "Bring everybody from Duchess house, if you want," you said. Duchess House being that collapsing country farmhouse I lived in with Dick and Diana, a young married couple -- too young and too married--and an assortment of other revolving students. The house was so named because our English teacher, Dick's and mine, said all great literature made use of religion, sex, or the aristocracy, hence the greatest sentence ever written would go something like: "My God," said the duchess to the bishop, "take your hand off my thigh." Duchess. House. We wrote and painted and acted, your household and mine--all of us talented, all of us terrified of that talent, that it wouldn't be enough (as indeed it wouldn't be) or that it might be too much (as it most certainly would). You were a visual artist, but your father was head
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| Boring |
| Customer Rating: 1 out of 5 |
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Very boring read, not entertaining. A waste of good money. Don't waste yours like I wasted mines.
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| Romance, Not Erotica |
| Customer Rating: 5 out of 5 |
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For reader's seeking romance more then hard core erotica, this is a brilliant compilation of stories. Some stories do contain erotica, but that is not the emphasis. I suppose cable channels make younger readers want more, but look at the innocence in the stories and you can't help but be moved.
This is an excellent first timer book - great for someone looking for guidance with their own first experiences. It's also great for someone looking back for commonality with others.
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| Awesome! |
| Customer Rating: 5 out of 5 |
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I didn't buy this book looking for erotic content, so that may be why I appreciated it more than others.
I bought it for insight into lesbians (past and present) and their shared experiences. Now, while I can see why some would mistake this for erotica, I would suggest that if you're looking for Erotica, you read On Our Backs: The Best Erotic Fiction (Volumes 1 and 2) or one of the many other Lesbian Erotica books out there.
I read Early Embrace's in a matter of I think two days. I could not put it down, and when I did, it was to laugh with pleasure or dry tears of reflection.
As soon as I finished, I went online to instant message my ex girlfriend/best friend and told her to buy the book.
I truly feel that this book should be required reading for all "babydykes". I felt such a surge of connection and feeling while reading this book, it was just awesome.
If I could give this book 10 stars, I would. It was, in my opinion, that good.
I can't wait to get volumes 2 & 3
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| Absolutly Horrible! |
| Customer Rating: 2 out of 5 |
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There was definitely nothing erotic about this book. If anything it took the magic away from how amazing this experience can really be. It did have some eliment of sentiment but other than that it bored me, and I found it hard to get threw many of the stories, and eventually gave up.
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| Insipid and boring |
| Customer Rating: 1 out of 5 |
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My girlfriend gave me this book as part of my Valentine's Day present and I must say we were both disappointed. I didn't think it could be possible to make such an interesting and charged topic so boring. The stories are poorly written and about as compelling as dishwater. I realize this is supposed to be "real" women talking about their first time lesbian experiences but a little editing of both copy and content should be in order. The writing is often times painfully awkward, the stories themselves mostly mundane with a few on the freakishly odd side. Some of the reviewers described this book as erotica. It is far from it. And while these tales certainly don't have to be erotic to warrant a book they should at least be captivating. The only reason I didn't give this book no stars is because if nothing else it gave these women a forum to speak their minds... however, I don't think that forum made for a particularly good read. I'm glad I didn't read this book before my first time with a woman as it fails to capture and properly relay the beauty, the nervousness, the longing and all the other gamut of emotions that can accompany this experience.
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