- Paperback: 424 pages
- Publisher: Plexigirl Media (22 Oct. 2012)
- Language: English
- ISBN-10: 0988328216
- ISBN-13: 978-0988328211
- Product Dimensions: 13.3 x 2.4 x 20.3 cm
- Average Customer Review: 4.0 out of 5 stars See all reviews (2 customer reviews)
Robin's Blue Paperback – 22 Oct 2012
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About the Author
Pam Alster wrote and performed the critically acclaimed plays Shop Bloomingdale's, Find Mother and Millennium's Eve. She is a former television writer and studied Master Fiction Writing at UCLA. Her blogs for her own website Posts From the Evolution and she is presently is a contributing blogger at 85 Broads and BlogHer. She lives in Los Angeles with her patient husband, old-soul daughter and two yappy rescue dogs. Robin's Blue is her first novel. www.pamalster.com
Top Customer Reviews
All this being said, the book is very well written. While there are a few typos here and there, it's polished very well and a lot of effort has been put in to creating what is definitely a realistic plot. The descriptions are bang on and there are some really powerful passages of self-analysis sprinkled throughout.
Despite being flagged as Women's Fiction, I think readers of both genders would get on with this. It's not at all girly and is at times very harsh. Whilst it might be lacking for those who want more romance, it has an energetic amount of sex, drugs, drama, adventure and for those who like gritty reality, its right up your street.
Most Helpful Customer Reviews on Amazon.com (beta) (May include reviews from Early Reviewer Rewards Program)
Robin's Blue was probably one of the most boring books I have ever read. Nothing special about Robin, her life was like many others in the 70's and 80's, boucning from job to job, doing drugs, trying to figure out life. OK, her daddy didn't love her, but he was such a small part of the book, I almost forgot about that. Also, she doesn't get along with her sister, her sister doesn't accept her. Well, aren't most sibblings usually at odds at one time or another?
I pushed through to get to the end. Their was no ending, the book just ended. I even went a few pages back, reread, nope, didn't miss anything.
Huge let down.
But the story is weak. And unfortunately, I think that most readers care more about a story than good grammar.
Here is what happens: a girl (apparently a drop-dead, smoking hot girl who attracts men of all shapes and sizes with no effort or personality on her part) begins her adult life very early by having sex with her boss and every boy at the place she works. Like all incredibly promiscuous teenage girls, she has daddy issues. Her lavish tastes keep her in perpetual financial trouble, which she solves by leveraging her only noticeable asset: her looks. She enters into dozens of casual relationships with various rich men, some of whom are one-night stands, others, repeat customers. Occasionally romantic feelings develop, but they are quickly suppressed not by circumstances outside of the heroine's control, but by her own need to find another guy with lots of cash. We are treated to a firsthand look at most of these 'relationships,' along with sexual scenes that the heroine recounts in a disturbingly mechanized manner.
Because it is the 70s/80s, her life in the fast lane involves a lot of cocaine. She lives like the characters in BOOGIE NIGHTS for about 10 years or so, but never suffers any negative consequences. That's right: she has sex with at least a hundred sleazeballs and never contracts an STD or gets pregnant. She snorts a truckload of cocaine and smokes a field of cigarettes, yet somehow never suffers health problems or loses her bombshell looks. If you've ever met a burnt out coke addict, you know that they ALL show it.
But it is not so much the unrealistic slickness with which our Teflon heroine evades all of the consequences of her super-dangerous and super-unhealthy lifestyle that makes the book so disappointing. It is the fact that she never learns anything. She never grows up; no major conflict comes to a head to teach us anything or resolve any of the family or personal issues that we are led to believe to be the cause of her decade of dope. There is no epiphane, no catharsis, no tragic die-off. The story just ends. Like the Sopranos, but without "Don't Stop Believing" playing in the background as a consolation prize. It's just... a bummer.
Alster has captured the 1980′s in such vivid, visceral and authentic detail, you can almost smell the Charlie perfume in the air! In addition to taking the reader deep into the emotional lives of her characters, each reaching for a life of love, Alster's acerbic sarcasm reveals the emptiness and the pain that personifies a generation that gave us cocaine addiction and dayglow leg warmers.
I rarely take the time to read anything accept a magazine these days but for some reason I reached for this one, and I'm glad I did! If you're the least bit nostalgic for that time, or curious about what pretty girls without a home do, you'll definitely enjoy this book and all the rich characters in it. It's a a genuine page-turner. I cannot recommend it more highly. Loved it!