Discovering Leigh is a brilliant read from a debut author. An unputdownable page-turner filled with real, human characters that will keep you on the edge of your seat, pleasantly surprising you almost every page until the very last word
I was moved, immeasurably by a tenderly and gorgeously crafted piece of writing that tackles so many facets of life, especially the misunderstood underworld of BDSM. Facets that will no doubt be identifiable by many a riveted story-lover who will have the pleasure of reading this book in coming days, weeks and years. Gerry writes from the pits of his well-versed soul, binding your hand on the journey with him, making you feel as if you are a first-class voyeur to his attention-to-detail ability to mesmerize the reader and hold them captive firmly in the palm of his hand long after the words ‘The End’ have been read
Gerry creates a world where characters are relatable, understandable, and likeable. Not only can I see into the heads of the characters, I can also understand how and why they make the decisions they make. The part I love the most is the fact that his characters are completely human. Their good sides, and bad sides are put on display, and where you usually cringe when you see the flaws of the characters, in this book you love them.
This is Pelser's second book, his first being a work of non-fiction, and his foray into the realm of fiction is pretty damn good for a debut. Pelser challenges the "50 shades" view with Discovering Leigh. This is a beautiful read. Leigh is described so beautifully that one can easily fall in love with her. A love story that is as kinky as a coil spring. Gritty and raw and true to the craft.
Not only, it is written well, and I must compliment the writer on the following: character development was excellent – I like how these characters became real to me with their past, their present, their frailties and human failings. I particularly like how their failures become their strengths and that it’s okay to not make it the first time – life or shit, happens. The book is an excellent read – a story about self-discovery, love, betrayal, with some violence thrown in for good measure. What it is mostly about though, is being true to yourself, whoever and whatever that may be! Embrace it.
One of the most riveting books I have read in the last few years. It drew me in and made me want to explore this alternative lifestyle. Very well written. I await the sequel.
This is not a “50 shades-spank mommy’s bum until it glows”- kinda story. There are elements of kink, but on the whole, it is secondary to the actual story that plays out. This is a love-story. A beautifully written love story, set in a truly South African context, with some kink added to spice things up. It is a journey of self-discovery. Of learning how strong you really are,and we are so much stronger than we think - and of how far one would go for love.
I say this partially for selfish reasons, but seriously. [Gerry has] a gift ... damn he can write! I am going to tell everyone I know to read (and buy) this book... It just keeps getting more and more real. The descriptive language, the way he describes every sensation...
Discovering Leigh... NEEDS. TO. BE. READ. How much bliss can you handle?
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I'm a commercial photographer and writer living in the suburbs of Johannesburg with my wife, Andrea, (AKA Prim, who is always right, and who I adore), two super-cool Hungarian Puli puppies named Laszlo and Laika, and a stuffed petite baby hippo named Felicity. I'm passionate about story-telling, teaching, and absolutely infatuated with photographic lighting.
I spend way too much time on social media, and have an unhealthy obsession with beer, chicken wings, and cricket.
Having previously published a photographic manual, Discovering Leigh is my first work of fiction. But hopefully not the last.
I discovered my creativity at an early age when I refused to colour inside the lines, and who said the tree trunks needed to be brown, anyway?
When I was seven years old, I used my mum’s IBM golf-ball typewriter to write my first story, for which I got a hiding because I erased her letterhead setting. I also (badly) illustrated this story, and read it aloud in front of my second-grade class. I always liked to write and dreamt of one day writing that Great Novel (Preferably before I turned 15, and buying a Ferrari Testarossa with the winnings).
However, I liked drawing more than writing and decided that, despite numerous short stories and big dreams, I would go study arts instead of letters. At art school, I decided I liked design more than art and followed a career in design, especially the brand new ‘web’ design thing. After 15 years of speaking to inanimate objects, I discovered I liked photography more than design, and I became a professional photographer. The Great Novel had still not been written, and dreams of a Testarossa gave way to dreams of making the rent payment.
In the meantime, I had gotten married (under a solar eclipse in the north pole - no, really!) to a beautiful lady named Prim, got myself the two coolest Hungarian Puli Dogs, and life became beautifully suburban with a three-bedroom house with a nice big tree and a nice big lawn and even a nice big solar-heated pool. I give lectures and workshops in photography, got myself the reputation as ‘the master of light’, and in 2015, I published a photography manual, “From Snapshot to Hotshot”, which you can still get on my photographic website if that is your thing. (www.gerry.co.za/#hotshot)
I should have been happy.
But I wasn’t. Life doesn’t like middle-aged allegedly responsible adults colouring outside the lines. In 2017, life and all its trials and tribulations got too much for me. The ghosts of my past started haunting the present, and I had myself two suicide attempts. Obviously, these were not successful, and thanks to a loving wife - who colours inside the lines so I would not have to - and a capable shrink, I was bought back from the precipice. In an attempt to gain back what passed for sanity, the Great Novel was back on the table. With my mum’s golf-ball IBM typewriter but a memory, and replaced by Microsoft Word, 175,000 words later, my first (publishable) work of fiction was born.
“Discovering Leigh” is a story of friendship, love, self-discovery, and bondage. Inspired by a lifetime of looking at life differently, it is a beautifully written tale of finding love in an unusual space. I am proud of this work. I am not sure if I am happy yet, but I’m getting there, and the only thoughts of suicide I have, are those that want to prevent others from doing it.
In between cooking meals, making my wife tea in bed, doing weekly grocery runs, and playing with my dogs, I am writing my second work of fiction, and still, dream of the Great Novel, and making the rent payment.