Losing It (Losing It, #1)

Losing It - Cora Carmack DIM W% 4 : REM reserve 4 bytes of memory, pointed TO by INTEGER variable W%> ?W% = 42 : REM store constant 42; equivalent of 'POKE W%, 42'> PRINT ?W% : REM PRINT the byte pointed TO by W%; equivalent of 'PRINT PEEK(W%)'Hel-lo. This is an old computer, COM-MOD-ORE 64, speaking. I was asked to read and review a book. New adult book. Input material: LOSING IT. Author: Cora Carmack. Source: a sadistic reader. SCRATCH. A curious reader.trrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrtrtrtrrrrrrrrrOutput ready to be displayed:TTTTTrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrttttrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrttttrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrDisplay:BOOT,DVERIFYMain characters:BLISS EDWARDSsex: femaleage: 22social status: a virgin and ashamed of itbiggest problem: how to get laid without getting laid and how to look hot without looking sluttypossible solution: non-exitent due to fatal logic erroroccupation: theatre student - part time, control freak - full time, idiot - 24/7brain cells: 3 (?)my assessment: go jump into a lake you ho.TRAP, RESTORE, a bland heroine without any depth or ambition.GARRICK TAYLORsex: maleage: between 22 and 30, not precisedsocial status: drop dead handsome guy with a motorcycle, miraculously single with a real BRITISH ACCENT whatever it means.biggest problem: how to get laid. Period.possible solution: reading Shakespeare in a club full of females in heat. Shakespeare always draws bitches.occupation: theatre professor - part time, student snatcher full time, cat stroker in the eveningsbrain cells: 3 (?)my assessment: instantly forgetable, too-pretty-to-be-true theatre geek without one original thought in his headPlot:They meet in a pub. They fall in lust. They kiss. They almost make out. She runs away naked. Some more complications. He is her teacher she is his Juliet. They kiss. She is unsure. He is horny. They kiss. They grope and kiss. Something about theatre. They kiss. Friends meddle. They kiss. She acquires a cat. She is ill. He takes care of her. They finally go to bed together. They kiss. She wants more. They kiss. The cat. They have sex. And kiss. Cat. Kiss. No chemistry. KissssssssssssssttttttttttttttttttttrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrtrtrtrtrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrttttttBack to actionConclusions:Faked lustFaked intensityFaked forbidden loveFaked passionFailed to keep me interested.Faked male character with blond hair falling into crystal blue eyes.No spark. I repeat no spark.Statistics:Funny quotes: 4 %Rubbish content: 90%Fake drama: 5%Complete and utter rubish: 1%Dialogues: wooden 99%Narration style: wooden 100%Recommended to: none. Machines, stay away. Might be deadly for your motherboards. Humans: stay away. You might be a victim of a permanent brain damage.ttttttttttttttttrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrtttttttttttttttttttttttttrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrttttt