My list of “good reads” today is shorter than last Saturday’s, and they were all posted before Tuesday evening. Then came the almost simultaneous labor for my daughter-in-law and head injury requiring surgery for my son, the father-to-be. Life is slowly returning to normal, or becoming a “new normal.” And I’m already becoming a bore on the subject of my new grandson.
Poetry
Phoenix-Karenee’s poem, “Wordless Vision.”
Maureen Doallas’ beautiful poem "Anne," about Anne Frank.
Laura Boggess’ poem in her Sunday Sermon Notes.
The End of Innocence by Justinian at Discount Verbiage.
Shadow, Jezamama’s walk along a lake, a story and a poem.
Prose
“It is Home,” by Marty Duane at Coffee with Marty.
“A Gun, for Goodness Sake,” by Jeff Jordan at To My Children, If They Are Listening.
“Should the Message be Hidden?” A guest post by author Randy Ingermanson at Brandilyn Collins’ blog.
“Engagers of Separatists?” by Mike Duran at deompose
Columbia Journalism Review: “Who Says? Narrative Authority in a Fragmented World.”
Author Travis Thrasher on criticism: “Everybody’s a Critic.”
And finally…
While this isn’t a post about me, I do want to call attention to an article I wrote for the High Calling Blogs, which was published Friday. It’s about a business called Transformational Threads, owned by my friend Maureen Doallas (yes, the poet) that is all about a passion for art.
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Saturday, March 13, 2010
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Brandilyn Collins' "Exposure"
Author Brandilyn Collins has a registered trademark for her novels -- "Seatbelt Suspense." And Exposure, her latest work, lives up to the trademark -- with an exclamation point thrown in, too.
Within the first 20 pages or so, a woman is either immobilized by paranoia or being tracked by the most technologically clever stalker ever; a bank is robbed; and a nine-year-old girl runs away from home -- and is kidnapped. The woman, Kaycee Raye, arrives home one night to experience a digital camera taking her picture -- and the photo of a dead man loaded on the camera as well, a photo that will keep returning throughout the story. The bank robbery has some inside help -- but it goes awry and someone has to die. The little girl Hannah is running from an unhappy home, but falls into the clutches of, well, a key character.
And the pace never lets up. This is a story that starts at the top of the roller coaster ride and then -- terror. It is no mean achievement to sustain suspense without a break -- but Collins does exactly that. I kept waiting for a break in the tension, but it didn't happen. Once you're in the roller coaster car, you're in it for the duration, so hang on.
Good thing I didn't read this by the pool or at the beach -- I would have been so absorbed that I would have ignored the sun and been turned lobster red.
Whew!
Within the first 20 pages or so, a woman is either immobilized by paranoia or being tracked by the most technologically clever stalker ever; a bank is robbed; and a nine-year-old girl runs away from home -- and is kidnapped. The woman, Kaycee Raye, arrives home one night to experience a digital camera taking her picture -- and the photo of a dead man loaded on the camera as well, a photo that will keep returning throughout the story. The bank robbery has some inside help -- but it goes awry and someone has to die. The little girl Hannah is running from an unhappy home, but falls into the clutches of, well, a key character.
And the pace never lets up. This is a story that starts at the top of the roller coaster ride and then -- terror. It is no mean achievement to sustain suspense without a break -- but Collins does exactly that. I kept waiting for a break in the tension, but it didn't happen. Once you're in the roller coaster car, you're in it for the duration, so hang on.
Good thing I didn't read this by the pool or at the beach -- I would have been so absorbed that I would have ignored the sun and been turned lobster red.
Whew!
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