Summary: “Her young daughter has disappeared, sparking a massive murder hunt, and now her husband has gone walkabout in the bush with no plans to return. Nothing is coming up roses for small-time gardening correspondent Agatha. So she plants the seeds of a new life in an isolated village … in the dilapidated former home of a renowned witch.”
This is a very capricious book. The beginning is a little difficult to follow, I think because there aren’t really chapters or even signals that the focus is changing from the past to the present or from one character to another, at least in the version I have; however, it’s manageable.
The story is about Agatha Hock, a woman with a gardening column in a woman’s magazine. Bit by bit, her train wreck of a life is revealed. Her teenage daughter went missing years before under mysterious circumstances, and to escape the tension in their marriage, her husband has gone out into the bush purposely without her. As the summary says, she moves out of her city apartment and into a cottage house formerly occupied by the town witch; the reasons for her moving add more complications. Her gardening column is mentioned a few more times but basically after she moves, it takes a back seat.
The Bad Seed is a goulash of quirky characters, all of which the author somehow crafts as unique, believable individuals. A pseudo-scientist married to a pushover, a goth teenager who drools over silver Doc Martens, an Aboriginal gardening store owner, and a Nordic born-again Christian all enter Agatha’s sphere and leave their mark. In the end, everything more or less comes together, along with a local legend about a baby made of gold. What?? You just have to read it to find out. No matter what you think will happen next in this book, you’re wrong.
The pain Agatha feels over her missing daughter comes up at surprising times in this book, much as it would if Agatha had really lived. These tender moments and details are really heart-rending, as are the details about Agatha’s relationship with her mother. As an English literature major, I was elated at the Shakespeare references, and as a mystery lover, the same feeling applied to the Agatha Christie references.
The Bottom Line: The first page says, “A subtly sinister tale told with humour and grace,” and that description is better than any I could do. It’s really quite incredible writing: 80% mystery, 15% supernatural thriller, and 5% romance.
“We Don’t Plummet Out of the Sky Anymore” by M. David Blake. It’s free at Smashwords.com, but keep reading for a special offer.
Summary: “Stan wanted a flying car. No, that wasn’t quite accurate… Stan wanted a nice flying car, and the quantities of bliss that purchase would bring. Stan desired bliss. Fortunately, Bliss also desired Stan.”
“If I were editing a magazine I would be seriously considering buying this story for publication—but I’m not, so I can’t. Sorry.” — Bruce Bethke, author of “Cyberpunk” and Headcrash
This is a nearly heartwarming story about a twenty-something actuary, his girlfriend, and his angst over a new aeromobile (flying car) purchase. He wants to get the fancy, sporty model, but she correctly objects. It’s science fiction, but totally character-driven; basically about a young couple that happen to live in the future. Required disbelief suspension is minimized, and the story wraps up happily. For someone like me, used to reading darker stuff, I had a weird feeling after finishing “Plummet,” a sort of surprise that everything had ended so harmoniously. (This probably says more about me than it does about the story!)
I’m excited to read more by this author. The style is quirky and pleasant, almost lilting. Sprinkled throughout, in the flying car’s advertisements, are hilarious disclaimers about bodily injury and test flights of said flying car.
The Bottom Line: Recommended for anyone, including young adults and the science fiction phobic.
This story is free anytime at Smashwords.com, but right now the author is, in conjunction with MobileRead.com, hosting an ebook signing event. What exactly is an ebook signing event? These are the author’s words from the MobileRead.com forum thread:
“Book signings are a wonderful way for readers to brush elbows with the authors they love, and for authors to get to know the people who have been enjoying their stories. You just wait in line until you reach the head of the table, whereupon the author picks up a pen, flips to the flyleaf, asks your name, jots down something witty, and then with a quick flourish swirls something that is probably illegible, but that you can assure your friends is a genuine signature.
Oh, wait… you went and bought an iPad. Or was it a Sony? A nook, you say? Maybe it was a Kindle. There are just so many eBook readers these days, and each one can hold thousands of eBooks.
Why am I going to such lengths? To be blunt, I really do believe what I wrote about book signings being a special interaction between readers and writers. I want people to read my stories, and enjoy them, and hopefully also keep an eye out for my name in the future. As writers, it is important for us to invest a little time in that relationship, because it won’t develop at all if we don’t.”
If you send an email to mdavidblake (dot) writer (at) vintageseason (dot) com (darn bots!) with your name and email address inside, you’ll receive a personalized, individually numbered copy of “We Don’t Plummet Out of the Sky Anymore” just like this one:
This promotion is going on through July 14, 2010, but if you’re reading this after that date, send your email anyway. The author will process those signature requests as time allows between writing projects.
“Cockroach Suckers” by David Niall Wilson. Available from the Macabre Ink digital store.
Summary: “When Bobby Lee shows up at Jasper’s fruit stand with something big and covered in a tarp in the back of his truck, things start getting a little weird. From giant statues pulled out of the Great Dismal Swamp, to roadside attractions and ancient Lovecraftian-style gods, the two friends find themselves in way over their heads.
Cockroach Suckers introduces you to the world of Old Mill, North Carolina, just off route 17, where things are never quite as they seem.”
It’s back to Old Mill, North Carolina, USA, a stone’s throw from the Great Dismal Swamp, and good ol’ boys Bobby Lee and Jasper are out to make a buck. Inspired by all the “suckers” who spend money on tickets and souvenirs for roadside attractions, Bobby Lee acquires an enormous wooden cockroach to attract tourists. Jasper is a little spooked by the beast, but Bobby Lee erects a shed for her to reside in and the two are soon overwhelmed with customers eager to be separated from their money for the chance to get up close and personal with the wooden monstrosity. Not surprisingly, there’s more to the bug than meets the eye.
In “Cockroach Suckers,” the author does a great job modernizing some Lovecraftian elements such as the narrowness of human consciousness and eons old idol worship with real-sounding dialog and nice character development. The focus throughout the story stays on Bobby Lee and Jasper’s friendship and the effect Mama Roach has on them; the cockroach really isn’t the main character like one would expect, nor does the creature cause a permanent rift in the men’s relationship. By the end I was quite touched by Jasper and Bobby Lee’s friendship. The two men are simple and broadly drawn, but at the end of the day, neither one will throw the other under the bus.
The Bottom Line: It didn’t resonate with me like “‘Scuse Me While I Kiss the Sky” did, but it was still sufficiently deep, freaky, and enjoyable to read.