Seven of Five

I continue to be blown away by the reviews I'm receiving for Red Wine and Words. As a writer, I find that one of the most stomach-knotting chores is sending my book out to be reviewed. I've no idea how it will be received, described or rated. No matter how many excellent reviews I've gotten, at the back of my mind is the always the terrifying thought that this time, this one, could be the one.

Ultimately it's like standing on a podium in front of a room full of your peers, and asking them to pick you apart, point out your flaws and judge your every detail with the most critical eye. And you don't relax until you see those stars.

Thankfully the latest review for Red Wine and Words had five of the little beauties. It was an absolutely wonderful review, and you can read it here:

Review - "An Amazing Story Collection"

My favourite line is:

"Someone wrote a review saying they were putting this book on the same shelf as Poe and Conan Doyle, which sounded like hyperbole, but I have to say that several of the stories in this book belong in such company."

I know many might have thought the same while reading some of the reviews - hyperbole - and it was a relief and a joy to have that pointed out and refuted. Plus, yet again, my work has been compared to two of my all-time favourite authors - the great Edgar Allan Poe, and the father of Sherlock Holmes, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. And that's a breed of flattery one couldn't afford to buy.