It’s just all too much sometimes isn’t it? The unrelenting bleak, the cold chill, a steel grey sky without a whisper of blue? It’s beginning to feel like winter is never going to loosen its grip that the rain and cold will never end. Will a warm sunny day remain a phantom limb for us? Something dimly remembered from a previous lifetime? Well, this week’s message fromThe SoNo Loft is “Hang in there Baby.” I say we all need to heed this one. Sure it feels like the rain and cold are never going to end, that a warm sunny day is an itch never to be satisfied, but look around People! The pansies are out at Nielson’s and the Gardener's Center, and in my neck of the woods I have spotted daffodils and they are blooming. Granted, these daffodils were planted near a dryer vent so they had a lot of help. But maybe, just maybe, there is a nugget of truth about April showers and all that. Stay strong! I have heard from The Weather People who supposedly know these things that Sunday we will finally see a temperature that begins with the number 6. This is normal for this time of year and as it should be. I say that if this turns out to be a lie, everyone should just turn on the TV on Sunday afternoon and watch The Masters. We can look at green grass and blooming azaleas and remind ourselves that our turn is coming. This week we have the Dump, the Shroud of Turin and some crack. Of course we have The Playlist! It’s a little soggy but it won’t melt.
Let us begin!
Laura is back from her vacation with Hades by Cynthia Fox. “This is an ultimate page turner. This Aussie's debut novel is a gripping and chilling read. Readers know who the killer is, but not who will be the next victim. The hunt to find the killer is narrated by Detective Frank Bennett, who is partnered with the lovely and mysterious Eden Archer. She, and her brother Eric, are the adopted daughter and son of Hades, who is the patriarch/owner of a strange underworld located at the city dump. All three have a secretive back story that is riveting, page by page. I read this during a vacation and didn't want to put it down.”
Virginia the Tall Cool Texan has just finished The Fifth Gospel, Ian Caldwell. What are you thinking VA? ”Ten years in the making, The Fifth Gospel, by Ian Caldwell is first and foremost an intellectual literary suspense novel that explores theology, scriptural interpretations and the political machinations that happen inside the Vatican walls. At the root of the plot, is a newly discovered Gospel text that has the potential to prove the Shroud of Turin, the controversial religious icon, is indeed a true relic holding the image of Jesus after he was crucified. A week before an exhibit is to open announcing the discovery, the lead curator is found murdered and two brothers are drawn into the investigation. One as the lead suspect, and the other is fighting to discover the truth before his brother is stripped of being a Priest. This book is a fascinating read about the history of religion, but ultimately the book is about humanity, relationships, and how one priest struggles with maintaining the delicate balance of family and faith.”
Steph Is a mess. I’ll let her explain. “I’ve been wrecked by a book again—Delicious Foods by James Hannaham. It’s a compulsively readable and intense novel. Darlene is a young widow and mother whose depression after her husband’s death leads her to crack addiction. When a nice woman in a minibus downtown offers her a good job if she gets in, sure, she can call her son when she gets there, and hey, want to smoke with us on the way? It seems too good to be true, and it is. Immediately, Darlene finds that she’s contracted to perform hard labor on a farm and is being billed for the old mattress and terrible food they provide. The farm is so distant that no one is even sure which state it’s in and workers are kept pliant with alcohol and crack. (Think this is too crazy to be true? Here’s just one story about such an occurrence and it has happened multiple times.) The story unfolds with alternating chapters from Eddie, Darlene’s son, as he looks for her, and then finds and stays with her on the farm, and Scotty, who is the voice of the crack cocaine she can’t quit. Both voices are, as you’d imagine, heartbreaking.” and the story is brutal. But Hannaham’s writing is fantastic and unflinching even as the story gets darker and darker. If you’re mentally prepared for it, I can’t recommend this book highly enough.
DJ Jazzy Patty McC is in da house with the doings from The State Which Shall Not Be Named. What’s good Pats? “Falling asleep to the sound of the rain is one of my favorite things. I have always loved the smell and sound of the rain. Now it turns out there’s a name for that wonderful smell, petrichor. http://www.iflscience.com/environment/smell-rain-how-csiro-invented-new-.... We’ve had plenty of it this week. Ok, it’s rained ALL week and while this is a verdant, fecund time for emerging plants and flowers waking from winter, it’s been a bit of a drag for my kiddos during their Spring Break Staycation. Ever resourceful and without direction the kids have built a tent city in their room, rode bikes in the rain and spent hours Minecrafting together. There is now an entire wall covered in freshly drawn anime characters.Me? I have been itching to get out, plant something and dig my hands into the dirt but maybe it just isn’t time, yet. There are times when we need to wait, watch the rain, reflect and, like the plants, absorb things. So for now I’m just going to hang in there, watch my kids create things and smell the rain. I can always garden next week.