Showing posts with label The Book Barrel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Book Barrel. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

Be Still My Heart!

It's been eleven years since author Anne Rice published a book within The Vampire Chronicles series. A long, dry eleven years of searching for a replacement of sorts to satisfy my need to pour over the lively, entertaining, explosive exploits of vampires and those who love and fear them.  There were a few lights at the end of the tunnel, a few stories that help me get to the next vampire novel, but ultimately none compared to The Vampire Chronicles.

While casually surfing through my local library's website list of "new" fiction titles there was the cover of "Prince Lestat".  Tears instantly welled in my eyes as my mind wrapped around the possibility of a new Vampire Chronicles novel from the esteemed Anne Rice.  I have every book written by her and all are amazing!

I became acquainted with her books by the first one, published the year I was born, "Interview With the Vampire" and I've been hooked ever since.  The way she creates a scene, its details succinct and awe-inspiring have captivated me like no other writer before.  I highly recommend her novels if you are one of the few who have not indulged in them.

  

These have become my mantra...woosaaa, wooooosaaaaa.

Monday, July 7, 2014

Reading World War II in Fiction or NonFiction

For the pass couple of months I have become increasingly interested in World War II.  I have previewed both fiction and nonfiction selections and found that the fiction is what stays with me.  I know what you're thinking, Of course it does! 

Well, yes, of course it does.  Fiction authors have the great luxury to use imagination and facts to create a plot that is not only riveting, but also sustaining.  I say sustaining because after a few chapters of nonfiction books on World War II I am either deeply disturbed to the point that I must take a break or I am bored with the level of facts that are being presented.  

Facts, if presented in a precise manner, can be a catalyst to invoke emotional attachments to what and/or whom the facts are about.  But so many nonfiction books miss this element.  Facts are just placed on the table to examine in an attempt to understand but upon examination without emotional attachment it leaves me to say, "Why should I continue?"