Review: Grotesque Mind Circus by Rebecca Treadway

Treadway's Grotesque Mind Circus does more than putting a little Poe in poetry!

Every once in a while a body gets in the mood for poetry.  There's nothing more soothing that a good verse or two to describe a heart bursting with the joy of love, or the beauty of a sunset over the ocean.  And sometimes there's a line or two that will make you laugh, funny little things that would almost be a song if they only had a music.

Sometimes you want to pick up a pen and write down a few lines of your own.  You open up your heart and lovely words about the ones you love easily flow across the page.  Other times you feel funny and goofy and want to put down something to share the laughter.  All those oh, so sweet nothings that raise your spirits and pour the joy in your heart out for all the world to see.

Ah.....Ummmm... Then there's Rebecca Treadway's poetry and prose collection, Grotesque Mind Circus.  Well, I don't know if it's art...

...BUT I LIKES IT!

If you're looking for cute rhymes and purple prose look elsewhere. Grotesque Mind Circus is a collection of poems that shows you what a writer can come up with when they're fed up with the world, po'ed and want to vent. It may not be everyone's cup of tea, but once you take the words in the spirit they were meant you realize that you've pretty much been there too!

Treadway gives up no less than 32 short poems in this collection, so I won't go into detail on each of them, and they are all a mixed bag of angst and anger, with just a tiny bit of horror thrown in here and there.  I have to say that R.I.P. is perhaps My own favorite, as well as a sweet little jab at the average jack off on the street named, Watch This And Learn.  Wannabe's is another great one about wannabes and idiots that I took to heart.  Finally in My four favorites is The Pedestal, which has something about it that reminds Me of Jim Morrison's spoken word works.  "I can't write romance, it's impractical, wishful thinking."  Love it!

Now I can't say I loved every single poem in the collection, but as I have mentioned before it's rare for Me to find any single anthology or collection where I feel every single piece in it is on the same level.  Everything here comes from the author's mind over a period of time and usually when she was in a bad mood.  I'm pretty sure that such poems as This Ass, Man Whore In Circulation and This Vagina will make some male readers believe that Rebecca Treadway is a card carrying member of the She-Woman Man Hater's Club, but the truth is women put up with a lot of shit from men, and you don't have to be in a club or pigeon holed with one label or another to want to vent about it.

I know I may be one of Rebecca's Horror Homies, but judging from other reviews Grotesque Mind Circus has been given on Amazon I can assure you that I'm not just giving her biased praise.  I give it a four out of five stars overall.  Some readers may be put off by the fact that it's $1.99 for a collection of short poems that can easily be read in a couple of hours, but hey, an independent writer has to eat, and believe me it's well worth it.

You can get your copy of Grotesque Mind Circus at Amazon:
http://www.amazon.com/Grotesque-Mind-Circus-ebook/dp/B004RCLVNC

You can find out more about Rebecca Treadway by visiting her sites and blogs:
FaceBook: www.facebook.com/rebeccatreadway
Twitter: @CreepyWalker
Blogspot: www.creepywalker.blogspot.com 

Check out my Horror Homie, Rebecca Treadway.  I promise you won't be disappointed.




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