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I just finished a memoir entitled Candy Girl yesterday at work. It was written by Diablo Cody. Candy Girl is about a young woman who is finding a need to embrace her wild side just a bit before she becomes a full fledge adult working woman with responsibilities. She decided to do this by going to an amateur night at a local strip club. What was suppose to be one night of wacky fun winds up turning into an obsession that she learns to embrace. It follows how this unlikely girl goes from a copy typist to stripper. it follows her year long stint behind the scenes of the sex industry in stripping

I found it to be refreshingly funny, and rather interesting. It was facsinating to get a behind-the-scenes look at what happens behind the doors at the strip clubs, as well as what life is like for them. It was also interesting to see how supportive her boyfriend was throughout the entire thing.

I stumbled blindly along the corroded, ancient asphalt line.  It had been ages since an actual motor vehicle had been driven down the crumbling lanes.  It had been ages since a motor vehicle had been driven, period. 

 

Little tornadoes of desert dust devils whipped and tore around me,  blasting my face and eyes.  I tried to keep my body covered, clinging my long cloak to me desperately.  The air was hot and dry.  Tears from my tormented eyes streaked tracks of mud along my cheeks.  My lips felt blistered.  I was parched, and my tongue felt as if I had been drinking of the dirt swirling around me. 

 

I had been walking for days- days which felt like centuries.  My feet were blistered and sore, and the soles of my shoes wore almost completely off.  Luckily, my tunic and pants were in reasonably good condition, and my cloak had a large hood which kept most of the dirt and wind off of me.  Except for my poor, poor eyes.  How I longed for a pair of goggles, but my last pair had broken in a fall a few weeks ago. 

 

The wind began to whip particularly harsh around me, and I stumbled back and forth across the black top.  I clenched my wrap close to me, and covered my face, letting my feet carry me forward.  At some point I must have left the road, for when I felt the barage slacken enough to look, I could see no trace of it, and searching for footprints was a laughable thought.  I stood, unsure of which way to go, and angry with myself for not paying more attention.   It wasn’t that the road honestly led somewhere.  But it at least gave me a direction, and something to follow.  A way to know that I wasn’t just spinning myself in circles. 

 

I stood and closed my eyes, breathing deeply (but covered, so as not to burn my sinuses with snorting up dust!).  I searched to center myself, and pick a direction to go.  I knew I would not be going back the way I came, for the faint glow of the sun still shone like an old dusty lantern in the sky.  I had been walking towards it before the bad swirl, so I knew I wasn’t that far off.

I’ve been slacking BIG time on my book reviews lately, and for that I apologize.  I have read a few recently, and hopefully I can remember them all.   So here are a few, compiiled into one blog, in no specific order.

 

Laveidem- by Jennifer McFann
see it here: Lavidem

A youth’s book, and a very fun and easy read. Can you figure out the name? It is about a young peasant boy, who decides he wants to commit suicide. He decides that the best way to do that, is to piss off the beheading-happy king. So he throws a rock at the king. Instead of being beheaded, though, he is instead taken to the big king, and winds up being sent on a mission. It follows him as he and his compainion fight dragons to save princesses, follow trolls through mountains, and deal with ultra-diva princesses. It is quite humorous, and a great, light read for someone looking for something that doesn’t entail alot of thinking. Again, it is a juvenile’s book, and I would also recommend it for your young ones too!

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A Child Called It and The Lost Boy  by Dave Pelzer

The first is about how a young boy is severely abused by his mother, and how he deals with it. It follows the mother, the father, and the brothers and how Dave views each of them. How he survies, and how he deals with the schools, etc. The second follows his life through the foster care system after he is taken from his mother. These stories, based on Dave’s real life, filled me with quite a bit of anger. It is heart breaking to see how people would just turn away and not “see’ what was going on, or make excuses for it. It was heart warming to see how others would try so hard to help heal a broken child. I would recommend it for those who deal with children especially. It helps to open our eyes, and see how just one person can make such a HUGE difference in a suffering child’s life.

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Ben in the World- by Doris Lessing
here ya go- Ben in the World

A follow up to The Fifth Child (please refer to my previous review on that book). It follows Ben as he leaves his mother’s house and attempts to find his place in the “real” world. Ben is obviously different that other people, and he is a bit “slow” to understand or comprehend some things. It follows how he is taken advantage of, and also how he finds true friendship and companionship in the midst of it all. We join him on his journey of finding out who he is, and find others like him. Another interesting read.

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I also started to read a book entitled The Story of O by Dominique Aury (as “Pauline Reage”) .

I have to say, that I mulled my way through it for about an hour while watching the kids play in the pool one day, and I had to stop reading it. I was snapping at the kids, because the book was pissing me off so much. It is a very erotic book, about a chateau run by men, who keep women there as their sex slaves. The women are not allowed to look at the men in the face- only thier crotches. The women MUST do anything the man wants, and any time. If they do not comply quickly enough, they are mercilessly whipped, and also whipped just for the fun of it.
It was horrifying for me to read. I do not understand why this book has such a large following, but it has been a best seller, and has a large number of raving reviews. I, however, could not stomach it. I even flipped through and read the last few paragraphs to see if it got any better, and could not go on.
I suppose if you are a fan of erotic, male domination stories, you may enjoy this book. I thought it was disgusting.

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And that concludes my reviews for now. Mostly because I cannot think of any others that I’ve read, and also because that last review reminded me of the book, and I need to go gag now.

Thanks for reading, and happy reading! =P