On Harvey & Eck - DAY TWO

Having consumed Eck's first letter and two more Harveys, the degree to which I was upset by Harvey's initial rantings is already settling. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, but the tide will ebb. Apparently. A little. Harvey's letters in these most recent pages actually made me think of Nowhere Girl. Who thankfully confessed today to being an emotional basketcase, saving me from feeling rude by making the comparison. So now, of course, observant readers of this blog will discern that I am of the opinion Harvey is an emotional basketcase. It is my a-compassionate view that a person who gets into the predicament facing Harvey is making emotional decisions. Not that there's anything (necessarily) wrong with that.

As for Eck, I haven't a solid opinion of Eck yet. He's verbose. He's rigid. That much is clear. The teaser on the back of the book suggests something happens to him as a result of his receiving Harvey's letters. I'm going to be interested to see where he winds up.

Of course I ain't going to tell you folks where he ends up.

You need to buy Harvey & Eck to find that out.

Jungle Jane - Be forewarned: the profanity was less abundant in what I read most recently.

Velvet Frog - A watched kettle never boils.