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Well, not all good, but not so bad either.
Would you read my book based on this review?
“In this sci-fi novel, an accountant aims to balance the books when a nefarious corporation’s secret experiments leave her with an unusual side effect: time travel.
Reaching for her breakfast cereal, Sara García, 37, finds herself transported back to 1975 and age 12. Before long, she returns to the year 2000, wondering whether she’s going crazy. Things are strained at her Long Island home; she and her husband, Jon, both accountants, haven’t been close since her late-term miscarriage. Another time flash proves that her past can be changed, frightening Sara into seeing her doctor, who explains that she’s been injected with an illegal serum as part of a mind-control experiment.
The opening pages suggest that Sara’s a standard chick-lit heroine obsessed with dieting, but Ayers (The Dead Boy Sings in Heaven, 2018, etc.) is up to something much more original and engaging. Besides the intertwined thriller and sci-fi elements (fairly plausible), Sara learns a great deal about herself and her relationships in trying to change reality, revelations she couldn’t have had without time travel. Her love of books and music adds to her character’s complexity, and unexpected depths are revealed in several well-drawn side characters, even Sara’s cold, critical mother. The pace could be tighter, bogging down about two-thirds through, but does pick up toward the end, with a satisfaction-filled conclusion. And there’s a touch of magic in Gallo, Sara’s marvelous cat.
An entertaining, well-written tale offering intriguing speculations and a heroine of courage and determination.”
I have been practicing my art. Badly.
Reading science texts and taking notes. Working from the notes to make poems.
But the poems are not coming. Nothing is happening.
This has been a fallow week for my poetry project.
The consolation is that my soul is growing anyway. Because I am practicing, even if not succeeding.
And I did write and submit three ekphrastic poems, so that counts for something, right?
Here’s to keeping up the practice regardless of results.
with thanks to Deborah Woodard for this link – Nigel the bird
Yet, never, in extremity
(thinking of poor Nigel, the loneliest gannet, for DW)
To lure the lovely
gannet birds to nest
on desolate Mana Island,
some inventive scientists
created a whole colony
of concrete gannets,
happy, bright, inanimate.
Nigel, the only one
of his kind to be swayed
by the statue deception,
stayed his entire life
beside one particular decoy,
constant, loyal, enamored.
He groomed her cold
rigid feathers, feathered
her a fine nest.
Year, after futile year,
Nigel perched near
his lifeless love.
And when new gannets
finally arrived on the island
and ready to mate,
Nigel, paid no attention.
He died all alone
alongside his adored decoy.
Is love an illusion
or what we choose
to make of it,
when the beloved
has nothing to give
and the lover,
What would Nigel advise
the rest of us do when our
passions go unreciprocated?
Truly, I believe he would
quote that Dickinson poem,
you know the one,
with feathers and hope.
Excited to officially announce the publication of Red Riding Hood’s Real Life: a novel in verse.
Makes a great holiday gift. 😉
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It was foggy where I was. Such a disappointment, to be in the path of totality and miss the coolest show on earth. And who knows if I’ll still be kicking around on earth when the next total solar eclipse rolls by. My next big wish is to see the Northern Lights.
So excited and grateful to have a poem selected from my book, Four Quarters: an homage to T.S. Eliot’s Four Quartets, for Verse Daily. You can see the poem here: Manhattan Island, part V — Lana Ayers