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Wednesday, October 28, 2020
Friday, October 23, 2020
—RALPH WALDO EMERSON,
Arriving in Culoma Town, Elisabeth picked her way through a mess of empty tents strewn haphazard. Plopping down on a log in the center of town, she unlaced her boots to let her stockinged feet breathe and witnessed new beginnings. Industrious fellas buzzed around, hammering up buildings with fresh-hewn boards and siding and plank floors and shingle roofs. Jabbering and rushing. Heaving pails and shovels and pans and timber. Haggling for food and supplies. No women milled about, and she wondered if they were all hiding away too.
Some of the fellas in town noticed her sitting alone on the log. One man dropped his hammer and walked over, stammering and stuttering as if he hadn’t seen a woman in years. She smiled polite, introducing herself as Mrs. Nathaniel Parker. More men came. And more. Until over a dozen stood around gawking at the only woman in Culoma Town. She pulled at her dress collar. Shifted her bottom on the log. Cleared her throat. When a few of the men sat down in the crisped-up grass like they had all the time to waste, she wondered why but didn’t dare ask. A fella with a long curly beard dripping down his chin offered her a cup of cool river water. She took it, gulping. Wiping her cheek with the back of her hand, she reddened with shame. When one man tossed two bits into her empty cup she looked at him coolly, thinking him daft. When another coin clinked into the cup, then another, she didn’t give them back. Didn’t look at the coins either. She simply stared up at the clear sky, fanning herself with her shabby straw hat, acting like she couldn’t care less if those foolish men wanted to waste good money just to sit near a woman looking not exactly pretty.
“I’m not out here to beg,” she said.
Monday, October 19, 2020
Wednesday, October 14, 2020
This is the follow up to The Extinction Agenda. Special Agent James Mason is back and he has a serious ax to grind base on the events in the previous book. The Novichok agent is in play and the Thirteen (a global cabal) are feuding.
There is action galore. Mason is not sure who to trust besides his known cohorts, Ramses and Gunnar. His newest partner may or may not be tasked with killing him. The plot is complex with historic context. The development of The Novichok agent is based on the historic precedents of the Nazi and Japanese war criminals of WWII. That fact and the fact that a Russian dissent was recently poisoned and a Novichok agent was mentioned in some of the news articles provides a truly chilling reality to this work of fiction.
My own father was stationed at both Edgewood Arsenal and Camp Siebert for training on the retaliatory use of chemical agents if the Nazis had used it on our troops. This is a thought-provoking book and although I enjoyed reading it, I can’t say I’m thrilled with some of the potential premises.
Friday, October 9, 2020
Sunday, October 4, 2020
Tuesday, September 29, 2020
I’ve enjoyed reading Smith’s books since he started writing. I feel fortunate to have discovered him early as it has been a pleasure seeing him develop as a writer. This book is the Reluctant Hustler Book 2. Now I have to get book one as I really enjoyed this book. Kyle is the reluctant hustler. He finds himself then unwitting heir of Ryan’s favor business. These aren’t party favors; these favors are both life threatening and life-saving.
Smith has the ability to bring characters to life. Kyle is now a real person. I think I know VP. This is just an indication of the skill Smith has used to make his fictional people gritty, flawed and real. The story is believable as are the characters.
J. Gregory Smith writes a captivating and highly entertaining story.
I heartily recommend the book.
BTW I did receive this book in exchange for an honest review. An honest review is what I have given. No favors, in spite of the book’s favor theme, were exchanged, no gifts received except the delight of reading a well crafted story.
This book may have been received free of charge from a publisher or a publicist. That will NEVER have a bearing on my recommendations.