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Harry McCreedy

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I have my doubts. Two-dimensional characters, unconvincing plot, pointless polemic... Just the sort of thing we expect from a vanity publisher, really. This is why proper companies use agents and the like to decide what goes into print rather than just publishing whatever drivel lands in their in trays.

In an age when the earth's natural resources are in peril, this represents a criminal waste of trees that would probably have been banned under some international accord or another had the USA not ignored them all.

Is there any higher achievement by an author than to imbue their story with whatever qualities etch it indelibly upon the reader's memory? This quality is posessed by Paul. This novel shines among such literary novels as have seen the press this year. Do not allow it to pass without reading it.

A friend told me about this book and I requsted it at the library. I thoroughly enjoyed it. What an ironic story!

Nothing beats James Jeffery Paul's uncanny mastery of the English language. Harry McCreedy is depicted as a coy man with a "steel rod" shoved inside of him who meets the girl of his dreams and becomes, in many ways, a new man. I highly recommend this novel to anyone interested in reading an entirely new kind of novel. Sit back and enjoy Paul's nigh-poetic prose.

This novel is a cautionary tale about a culture gone mad. One in which we judge people by the color of their skin-in this case the darker the better. When you read it expect to get angry, because you will be. Expect to cry, because you will.