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Jennifer by Roger Blakely
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This is neither a book nor a short story (nor a free-standing read of any kind!), and this note is not a review as such. Instead, the subtitle is literal; rather than being a prequel to the author's novel Turncoat, this actually is just the 8-page Prologue, set in 1962, from the novel itself. (And the cover art has absolutely nothing to do with the contents.) What we get is simply a tedious and padded description of a short White House ceremony bestowing a medal on a retiring CIA agent, and then an account of the difficult childbirth of a first son to a couple who, as far as we know, have no connection to the agent. There are a significant number of typos or misused words, lots of name-dropping, and digressions like a recounting of the origin of President Kennedy's desk.

It's my own fault that I didn't notice the ultra-short page count before downloading this, and since it's free, I can't say I was gypped; it really is worth $0.00. :-) But it's basically just a come-on (and not a very interesting one to me) for the novel, and I felt that I wasted my time in reading it at all.
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October 24, 2023 – Shelved
October 24, 2023 – Shelved as: to-read
October 24, 2023 – Shelved as: books-i-own
November 22, 2023 – Started Reading
November 22, 2023 – Finished Reading

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message 1: by Nathan (new)

Nathan Chattaway As I was reading your amusing not-review, I was put in mind of a scene from the Adam Sandler movie: Juvenile Sandler fills a paper bag with faeces, lights it on fire and drops it onto the front porch of a house, pounds on the door, then hides in the bushes. He waits gleefully to see what happens. An old guy stomps outside and calls to his wife inside. "There's a fire!" The long-suffering reply from indoors is heard:
"Don't step on it Henry, it'll be poop again"
"Don't tell me my business, devil-woman!" Yells the man as he proceeds to try and stamp out the fire.
"Dang! It's poop!"


message 2: by Ron (new)

Ron Marketing by any other name would smell the same.


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