I am so proud to post this amazing review by the wonderful David Marks by way of announcing that my first book, Tales of an All-Night Town, originally published by Harcourt Brace Jovanovich in 1979, is now available as an e-book, and can be pre-ordered -- and, as of Sept. 3, just plain ordered, from Amazon Kindle, Kobo, iBooks, Google Play, and I think every other e-reading venue there is -- for only $3.99! So Im hoping that some of you -- my old and new friends -- in my beloved Facebook community will help me spread the word by liking and sharing this post -- and, of course, if you are moved to buy and read the book, I will be beyond grateful. (And please let me know what you think!) I will be posting more about Tales..., and I hope others will, too -- but for now I just want to thank Jane Dystel, Miriam Goderich, and Sharon Pelletier, of Dystel & Goderich Literary Management; and Samuel Freedman and Ericka Blount Danois for all their kindness and help in giving Tales... a new life! I’m reposting my praise and my review of Elin Schoen Brockmans (Elin Schoen) Tales of an All Night Town. I want to yell from the mountain top that it’s finally available via Amazon, Kindle Edition, pre order for Sept. 3rd. I’m telling you all right now, this is a read of a lifetime, something entirely impressive and deserving of your nights by lamplight, and your days under the waning summer sun. *What a read, what a book. Elin Schoen’s (Elin Schoen Brockman) Tales of an All Night Town is the quintiscential literary superlative. Reading ‘Tales is rather like having a dialogue with demonic cowboys of urban lore, where fear, grit, addiction, violence, guns and tribal friction and discourse purvey the slight of land, the underbelly of a dirty beast ~ where theres no escape, no place to hide from the filth, the mire of despair and the interwoven posses of mobster wannabe’s, in a small and frenzied stealth of cultured prey. In an ‘all night town where a militant is a self ordained henchman, and his soldiers wield a quiet terror; where addicts and felons are deputized to calm the insurgency...where everyone’s a victim and everyone else is a felon, where stillness and ease are unspoken verbs of fancy, yet, a place where even the reckless abandon of purpose is held dear, and those who flock their savage feathers are beloved and admired ~ a town whose history is an anecdotal cause and effect. Take a not so voyeuristic peek into the browned and burning pastures of the other side of the tracks, where the hapless and downtrodden of another time reign unbridled petty thievery and lust of will through their town, where everyone’s a hostage. Listen to them speak of breaching hope and reaching some unforgiven promised land, where, ideally, internal strife is quashed and tamed, but where the horizon is just a four letter word. Let them tell you that they’re trying to build a bridge out of town, out of misery, but know that nestled deep within their pain and fantasy of fortune, rests the knowledge that they aren’t going anywhere; that destiny and misfortune are but swan songs to their demise. Dialogue with the raw and vultured vernacular of ’street’ and decay, in a ghettoed womb uninseminated by political correctness. Elin Shoen Brockman is such a brilliant writer, she manages to enter, to co-mingle and speak with the natives of an untamed land; she uncovers the pathos and strife of a tragic world and divines stark imagery on a tempered canvas, and comes up for air with passion for these denizens of another place and time.*
Posted on: Sat, 30 Aug 2014 18:47:31 +0000
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