|Review by: Chris Taylor||
By Vicki M. Taylor
Vicki M. Taylors Forever Until We Meet is described by the publisher as the story of a lonely woman who meets a "knight in shining armor" on a computer bulletin board. She falls hard, gets hurt, and rebounds into happiness.
I might be over-simplifying things a little, but this is a pretty simple book. The book cover asks us to "feel her pain, sigh, laugh, and cry with her." I was crying because I did not want to finish this book. But, I volunteered to review this book so here goes...
"Please dont make me finish this book," I screamed in pain. But alas, I trudged on into the depths of cliched oblivion...
Begin with the beginning: the title is not so good, Forever Until We Meet. It sounds like an old Harlequin title. It sounds cliched. I have nothing against romance, particularly in literature. I kind of like it. It can be a lot of fun. However, getting through Forever Until We Meet was not even close to being fun, and hardly romantic.
If you like heterosexist meanderings about finding Mr. Right, Prince Charming, or whatever his name is, you might like this book. If you are looking for a good romance and/or a good story, look elsewhere.
I know, I am sounding pretty mean right now and if it was not for the heterosexism and bigotry of this work, I might have let the author off the hook. I know that much of literary criticism is subjective. But hey, this aint literature. We gotta do what we gotta do, and I gotta dislike this book.
Most of us are what we write and I have to think that Vicki M. Taylor could certainly use some diversity training. From the moment we meet the main character, we are consumed by the feelings for yearnings for Reagan-esqe perfection. Taylor attempts to create a world where her flawless character is acted upon by perfect but morality-free jerks whose job (in her opinion) should really only be to love her and see all her beauty. Yes, that would be nice, but the novel's protagonist is not flawless. She is selfish and bigoted. She thinks because she lives in Wyoming that she can excuse her outrage at her computer friends ex-wife who has become a "Lesbian!" (let me not forget to emphasize the exclamation points and scare quotes that Taylor uses almost every time she mentions the word "Lesbian!"). The lesbian shocks this character, but in the very early stages of her computer relationship with this man, she sends him explicit erotica. Hmm, seems to me like she is the one who ought to be checking herself.
I wondered a lot while reading this mess if Taylor had collected e-mails from women regarding their online relationships. Or, if perhaps the e-mails were Taylors own creation. I guess it really does not matter, though I think a work regarding womens Internet relationships could be fascinating and pertinent as the Net becomes a bigger and bigger part of so many American lives.
I suppose I do not have to go on any longer about my disappointment in Forever Until We Meet. What I will say in closing is to all of us who write, who self-publish, and forge ahead no matter what anyone says about our work. Keep it up and do not give a darn about what I or anyone else says. We will get there.