My rating: 4 of 5 stars
This is the third finished publication of Layden Robinson’s I have read and it has now become even more clear to me that this author’s imagination is roaming free on every topic. I won’t go making any other assumptions here, but I like how every line, every paragraph, every page and every story has a contradicting aspect of beauty and ugliness, of realism and fantasy, of philosophical ponderings and point blank vulgarity.
Here’s a sentence I really liked from “Chameleon”
Nothing comes from destroying sandcastles of solace that were created as a symbol of love. Nothing comes from negativity. Nothing comes from wickedness.
Sure, the themes and style might not be everyone’s cup of tea, but in “Chameleon” I felt as if I was taken on a strange journey. The writing appealed to me in so many ways, even if it did make me uncomfortable and cringe- I still felt as if so much of real humans was put into each idea by doing some close observation. Not to mention the fact that when surroundigs were described- yeah, I could totally picture them, live into it.
If for no other reason, if you’re afraid of taboos- let this story pull you in for the sake of experiment. I doubt you will be bored! 🙂