Reviewed by Larry

After reading this story (more than a few times), I am convinced that what makes a good story good, is the ability to enthrall a reader, even a highly critical one like myself, and make him read again and again, having him savour the juiciest morsels repeatedly. Plexiglass Faces was delicious.

Carrie, the main character, lives in a desperate, cold and self-preserving rage -- calculatingly brutal and unapproachable. She does anything to keep herself from feeling. Forcible disciplinary touches are the only human contact she can bear. You can almost smell the hospital, hear the echoing of the halls, and the fluorescent lights humming. Jayme DeCas's characterization is sure and captivating, and Carrie's derangement and rage are palpable. The author's style is as provocative as the character.

My only criticism of the story is the way the cause of Carrie's condition is delivered to the reader. I found it to be too abrupt and convenient and bordering on what some critics call "info-dump". The point of view is a little undecided in one short passage as well. But over all, I was quite impressed. The entertainment value of this piece is high. I liked it -- shall I say it again?