Little Birdy Book Blog did an interview with me, so bragging time:)…
Thank you, Birdies!
Times may change, but we remain incurable
Sometimes you receive a book (an ARC, in my case), and you hope it is good. When you read it, you are honoured, because it is excellent. Incurable will have you flipping through its word-painted images, and thinking about its characters long after you’ve read the last line.
The book tells the story about a very young woman in the USA, in the time before, during and after WW II, trying to escape the fake world of wealth-polished abuse, and falling into the hellish tapestry of Hollywood glitter and the naked truth hidden below. It is filled with excellent, inobtrusive descriptions, which blend naturally within the story. The author has obviously done lots of research, and manages to put you on the scene skillfully, without evident effort, engaging all your senses. The crime story streaming through the plot is truly engaging, and has you guessing and rooting for the heroine till the very end.
From the gripping first, but especially second chapter, reminiscent in atmosphere of P. Marlowe, the story is told with love and respect, both for the characters and readers. There is a mind-blowing myriad of characters, especially women, strong women, battling their weakness and centuries-long submission to men’s leading role as providers. Not all beauty is skin-deep, and public success may well be just an optical illusion. Not every hero is always good, not every villain is completely irredeemable. The author displays people’s vanity, weakness, balancing the thin line between what is and isn’t considered moral or immoral, all in order to survive, to escape their history and family legacy if possible. Intriguing human stories fill the pages – from the wise, uneducated nanny to the miserable rich ladies, the seemingly successful stars of burlesque, seedy human trafickers, family histories tainted with greed and revenge, dream-filled immigrants and prejudiced narrow-minded abusers. The intensity of brutal hate and malice is sometimes so overwhelming, just like in real life, and yet the characters all keep chasing love, friendship and success. There is a very open account of sexuality and promiscuity of the time, which is rarely spoken of in such a matter-of-fact way, even gruesome topics, so despite your romantic notions of love during the war, do not expect a soothing, romantic, dreamy account. But do expect friendships and love forged through hellfire!
Each decade of the main character’s life brings us an array of different people, each with their own set of values and prejudice, all naked under the facade. It is hard to pick my favourites, although detective Reg and his accidental assistant Doris do take the lead. But Wesley is so tenderly portrayed, with all his faults and virtues, and has such a good heart; he is one of those people who never dominate, but are always cherished.
The span through several decades provides us with proof that we can never truly know what motivates someone to do something, till we talk it all out openly. Secrets hurt, and sometimes they even kill. Historical events in Europe influencing the lives of people in the USA seem to follow the main storyline, but actually emphasize how intricate all our relationships are, and how intertwined our destinies are. Each ripple counts.
E.C. Moore’s Incurable kept me on my toes wanting to read as fast as I could. There were plenty of topics I never relish thinking about, but they are topics we must think about if we are to face them and change them. Families which are never the safe haven they should be, dream jobs which are more like purgatory, friendships of convenience… But there is always passion and love at the root of things. Incurable is a proper saga, and lends itself to a fabulous TV-series. If you want a book which will engage your mind, soul and senses, Incurable will deliver.
I love the ending – despite all the dire straits, it celebrates accomplishment, not fame. It celebrates the real values in life, earned through hardship, but cherished forever.
Incurable is now available on Amazon here…
And so our June challenge is coming to its close. Bev’s cat photo has proven most inspiring. Lesley Farley has sent us his science fiction version of events. Thank you, Les!
This is 9llL35, robotic feline replacement, with my initial report. It has been seven earth cycles since my arrival and since I first placed the regular household pet high in a woody plant structure several kilometers from this location. It is in stasis and can be returned to the family once my observations are complete.
It has proven more difficult than first anticipated to mimic the household pet but I am adapting and so far there does not seem to be any signs of suspicion from the earthlings. I have heard them comment concerning the absence of what they refer to as ‘hair balls’. Please scan their global media and determine what these objects are. Then replicate some artificial ones and prepare them for transport to this location. When they are ready you can deposit them behind this domicile. There is a structure there two meters tall where they place food for flighted creatures of this world. I spend large portions of the day sitting there observing the feathered creatures.
The internal temporary storage compartment that you equipped me with has proven to be very useful. A food receptacle for the household pet is filled twice per day with small objects intended to be sustenance. I observe them while they fill it and usually I just sit there and pretend to be uninterested. After they walk away I transfer the objects to my storage compartment. They are easy to dispose of. As I make my regular observations I am required to go in and out of the housing unit multiple times per cycle. Sometimes I no sooner go outside than I return. This seems to agitate the earthlings but it is necessary for me to do so if I am to make a full behavioral study of them. During these external excursions I am able to expel the food objects with ease.
During one of my outdoor observations I encountered another creature similar to the household pet. It is also a quadruped but it is larger than I. It ran very fast towards me and made vocalizations. It seemed as though it expected me to flee. It became more and more threatening so it was necessary for me to vaporize the creature in order to continue the mission.
Observance of the earthlings is far simpler than was anticipated. Much of my study is conducted nocturnally. I often regenerate during daylight hours when my solar collection unit is able to capture light. Then I move around the domicile while it is night. Early in the day when I am anxious to resume my observations I sometimes climb onto the structure that they use to regenerate. Sometimes I am able to bring them from unconsciousness by climbing onto them and making them aware of my presence.
It has been determined that the earthlings are incapable of telepathic communication. On numerous occasions I have attempted to communicate with them telepathically by sitting directly in front of them and staring into their faces silently; but my attempts to send the messages go unanswered. Some of these instances are conducted while they are at rest and are looking at objects with pages. It seems to be some sort of meditation.
Although some observation is still necessary it is becoming more and more evident that an invasion can easily be initiated – most likely very soon. We will have no difficulty at all in subjugating this species. They will be our slaves. They will serve us well.
END TRANSMISSION . . . . . . .
by Les Farley
Let me thank all those who participated in this challenge! There may be one or two which arrive within a day or two. It is quite interesting to read all kinds of stories which can stem from a single photo. Thank you, Beverly Tiernan, for this photo inspiration. Overall, I think her cat would definitely be amused to see how much we are in awe of its species;)!
L.A.Remenicky was my gracious host this week. Read all about it on her blog here.
(Pic from Pinterest, poem by me)
Just a little bit…
Getting good reviews for your books feels kind of like hearing someone praise your children. There’s such a thin line between pride and vanity, isn’t there;)?
But allow me some pride, and I will try to refrain from vanity;)!
My first novella, you know! First self-published book!
And yes, I did enjoy writing it. (I would edit some things now, but shhhhhh, don’t tell anyone)…
Winky? What can I say about Winky? I’ve told his story to so many children these last years, I feel as if he were a house pet in the least, you know!
Anyway, glad people like my stories. I know not everyone will. I read a lot, and not even I like everything I read. But every book can teach us something. Every book is treasure in its own right. So read on!
And huge thank you to all the people who take time to read the books and leave reviews! It means a lot!