Dear Author review of Hidden Conflict

[alex_beecroft]

I can’t believe I didn’t post this when it first came out.  I thought I had, but when I checked back recently it turned out that I hadn’t.  What an oversight!

I don’t know what it is about Beecroft’s writing that ravishes me so. Maybe it’s that her prose is like Keats’ poetry to me: redolent with scent, aching with color, and beautiful with taste and sound. Maybe it’s how she scours me inside with the deeply-felt emotions of her characters. But this story manages to do in 58 pages what False Colors did to me in more than 300.

Hee!  A comparison to Keats!  I am beyond chuffed

There’s a certain amount of quibbling in the comments, but you can’t win them all

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