Pink Lips and Other Stories for Girls Only
$11.66
from Amazon
I’ve reviewed quite a few erotica anthologies in the past, but I’ve taken a break because I don’t always like them. The nice thing about anthologies is the idea that there are plenty of themes and styles to choose from. However, this isn’t really the case for Pink Lips and Other Stories for Girls Only, which might be why this isn’t the book for me.
My issue is that every story in this anthology is by the same author so they all have similar themes and word usages — and I just don’t like them.
Each story tends to go like this. A young/college-aged woman who is interested in other women and has little to no experience with them. She tends to have a sport appearance with a “tight” ass and breasts that are small-but-proportionate for her size. Her partners tend to take control and every story seems to use the term “hot bitch.” I tried to give this book a fair shake, but it’s just too hard when I don’t like the way the author writes.
But there’s something else going on there. I can’t quite put my finger on it. Maybe it’s that it just seems not.. genuine. It’s like watching “lesbian” porn full of inch-long French manicures and scissoring. It’s not really about women who like women; it’s like a man who has never witness real, enjoyable sex between two women is writing erotica about lesbian encounters.
And I can’t say this is true, but this is the sense that I get. The author has been quoted as saying that these stories mix fantasy with some real experiences, but this just isn’t the gist I get. And if it is, perhaps the author should have used more fantasy elements because the anthology comes off a bit too Mary Sue.
Another issue I ran into was simply poor writing. Things like “she was real wet.” It demonstrates a weak grasp on language, on poetry. If I am paying for something, this should not be a case. An editor somewhere should have caught this and sent it back for revision.
All of these things are so very.. distracting. This makes “Pink Lips” the type of read that I couldn’t finish let alone recommend or pick up again.
I feel bad writing this, but people on Twitter have assured me that I shouldn’t. After all, you open yourself up to criticism. Perhaps other people will like this book more, but it just isn’t my thing.
I wrote this book. I found it funny to hear that this reviewer said it sounded like it’s not really about woman who like woman . Or possibly written by a man who has never witnessed real lesbian sex and is just writing Lesbian Erotica.
And this reviewer does not like they all seemed young college age with tight asses and firm breasts. Yes, they were, at that age most are. And these stories were written on those experiences. They can’t be more genuine, it’s the real deal. And different strokes for different folks, I get that. I just wanted to clarify this book is written by a woman who loves woman…
This is why I was so hesitant to write this review. Obviously, your experiences and preferences for types of women, stories and writing differ from mine, but I also found an inherent lack of variation and writing experience to be distracting. Do I have something against small, firm breasts? By default? No. They’re great. I do, however, get sick of seeing the same repetitive description/through process from characters. Perhaps if this was billed as “inspired by true experiences,” my opinion would differ. In fact, accurate branding would be better suited and would have led to be not reading it at all because I wouldn’t have thought it might be up my alley.
Thank you for stopping by and commenting, Elisabeth. I hope my review, although harsh, can help you in the future.
“by a woman who loves woman…” <~This is all I need to know. No amount of editing can fix inherently poor writing capability that suggests the author stopped paying attention in Language Arts somewhere in the 7th grade. I often see journalists write "a women" as well, and I do complain to editors about it. Somebody is living their white privilege and had some connections to be where they are! Poorly written erotica is free on literotica.com, so naturally one would think a published work as having risen above. I think this is what rubs you wrong, Adriana. You could have read it for free elsewhere if she were anyone else.
I wouldn’t be so harsh about a blog comment. Even my review has typos — oops.