Blue
Woman Stories Volume 1
By
Cheyenne Blue
LadyLit
Publishing 2014
Some
authors write stories. Others weave spells.
Cheyenne
Blue belongs to the latter contingent.
Blue
Woman Stories Volume 1 gathers
five of Ms. Blue’s previously published lesbian tales into a brief
but breathtaking package. Each is a jewel, sparkling with the many
facets of passion. Two of the stories (“What If?” and “Car
Bomb”) examine complexities in established lesbian relationships.
Two (“How Does Your Garden Grow?” and “Cully’s Run”)
involve erotic encounters between strangers predisposed to distrust
one another. The final story, possibly my favorite in the anthology,
is entitled “A Tangle of Vines”. In this tale, two straight
women, old friends, succumb to the sensual bounty of a lush summer in
rural France:
My
senses burgeoned, a combination of wine and moonlight, loam under my
feet and the fresh smell of new growth, the distant tang of salt sea
air. Marianne turned her head, and I saw her lips, softly parted,
before she came closer, kissing me softly, on the side of my mouth
then, when I didn’t resist, on the lips.
We
had never done this before, she and I, never shared experimental
explorations as younger women. I had gone straight to male lovers,
and she, I assumed, had done the same. But over the years, the
boundaries deļ¬ned by gender, by sexuality, and acceptability had
blurred to a faint line, and her kiss wasn’t shocking or unwelcome.
It just was.
Cheyenne
Blue turns the environment into a mirror that reflects her
characters and their emotions. As Nell sulks in her car in “Car
Bomb”, waiting for her very tardy lover Alex, rain drenches the
dark world outside. Everything is chilled, dank and sodden, the
women’s history of passion quenched and forgotten. “Cully’s
Run” evokes Australia’s High Plains, crisp, dry, wild and fragile
– a simple world ruled by the elements. The clash between the
cattlewoman and the city dweller who challenges her partakes of the
same wildness. Although I’ve never been to Australia, Ms. Blue
managed to drop me smack in the middle of the back country in “How
Does Your Garden Grow?” where wiry, independent Eve tempts a
susceptible police woman into a welcome fall. I could see the rampant
vegetation, hear the lorikeets, taste the raspberries.
Each
of the stories in this collection stands alone. Together they’re
testimony to Cheyenne Blue’s formidable talent. Blue Woman
Stories demonstrates the potential of erotica to do more than
merely generate arousal. These tales engage mind, heart and
intellect, as well as the senses. When one of them ends, you find
yourself startled and blinking, full of wonder, emerging from
enchantment.
1 comment:
Wow. Thanks, Lisabet. I'm speechless in a very good way. I'm so glad you enjoyed the collection.
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