FABLES OF THE RECONSTRUCTION - 5.0 out of 5 Stars
Definitely Different, April 3, 2013
By Carole A. Spalino "Carole McKee" (Clearwater, Florida) 

This review is from: Fables of the Reconstruction (Kindle Edition)
I generally don't read this type of genre, but I pulled it out from one of my writer's groups. I don't much care for zombies, vampires, or erotica, but this book was intriguing. Because it's so well-written, I continued to read until the end, and I must say I did enjoy it. So if zombies and vampires, along with erotica, are your thing, then don't miss this one.

FABLES OF THE RECONSTRUCTION - 5.0 out of 5 stars 
Black Whitechapel, December 14, 2012
By Brian Bowyer 
This review is from: Fables of the Reconstruction (Kindle Edition)
In conception, Fables of the Reconstruction is an ambitious melding of zombies and erotica, but the finished product emerges as something more profound. It is not what I was expecting, and to say I liked it would be an understatement. Once I started reading, I simply couldn't stop until the end. From the fog and mist of London's backstreets to a conclusion that was both satisfying and left open to interpretation, the story would not let me go. And the writing, the language, is gorgeous. I hope to read more work from this author in the future. Highly recommended.


FABLES OF THE RECONSTRUCTION - 5.0 out of 5 Stars
A Review Philosophique by R.J.Askew, St. Albans, UK

Life being so beautifully tiresome, we read to be free to be the more .. alive. And when to read is not enough we write, o how we write and write and write, because the tyranny of instincts insists we create to reconstruct its universal dream of what it is to be anew within this primacy of primes .. alive.

Hunter S. Jones' Fables of the Reconstruction bit my neck and ate my brains. 

I shall be reading it again.

A gone wrong honey badger of a novella, FABLES OF THE RECONSTRUCTION MAKES no apology for not wiping its feet when it dances into your life because - your life exists for it to be.

Brilliant writing does not mimic life at its best because it is life at its best, being, as it is, at the core of that medium through which life perceives itself to be language.

On the face of it, FABLES OF THE RECONSTRUCTION is about four frotting zombies frotting and feasting their ravenous way through the hirsute fistula that was steampunk London's Whitechapel, circa 1890.

Perhaps life makes zombies of us all with its incessant BDSM demands for more, more, always MORE!

What are we to do? Become aesthetes? Poets? Loggoffs?

No. We obey, drain ourselves in the quest for more, become .. zombies. Take a look at th the 07:38 train from St.Albans into London's St.Pancras station: zombies, planning, craving, pursuing their next feast of whatever, success, sex, success, succsex. I tweet you not.

FABLES OF THE RECONSTRUCTION is an exhaustingly refreshing read. The wording is sweetly seductive, especially in the teasing early graphs, the undead characters live with startling vigour, and the structure, with it varied voices and mischievous ending cap-W-works.

I would have read it all without blinking save my wimpish Kindle swooned at the sheer sexual potency of the Huntress's locked and loaded life force.

This, for this reader, was the ultimate joy in all this: the sense of playing host to a supersexuality at the height of her creative powers, climaxing repeatedly through my synapses with a wink and a smirk.

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