Okay, this is the last post of the Substitute Reviewer aka Melanie Ting. I feel that my hijacking of Ali’s blog may be causing her get better faster. She’s gasping, “Must get out of bed before that crazy author alienates all my readers.” And then dragging herself to the laptop and collapsing while dozens of cats lick her face and meow in sympathy. Meantime, here I am again.
I’m sure you have already committed my earlier review of Play The Man to memory. What? You haven’t? So, it’s only my mother who clips all my writing and pins it to the fridge? Darn. Well, here’s the 411 on Jaymee’s book: