{Shears of Fate}

Writing  and reading a book can be so cathartic. It allows you to see a situation through eyes very different from your own. It allows you to identify with a situation without having to become overly attached to it. The character's pain, confusion and joy is your own, but from a distance. It is both absorbing and safe at the same time. 

I am a lover of books. Of words. (the words for that are 'bibliophile' and 'logophile'). Being able to create paragraphs and string together pages of words that transport the reader out of their reality and into another, to me, is the greatest, most  gratifying feeling that I have ever experienced. 

This book is very important to me. I think it says something that hadn't been said, in a way that makes the work approachable, but also with historical depth and resonance for people who like to "explore the world" past and present, with books. 

A sample selection,

"I stood up, and made my way over to him. Kneeling in front of his chair, I grasped his left hand with both of mine, and pulled it down towards me. We looked into each other’s eyes, and I think we both saw the same living, spasm of pain that inhabits both of us. For a moment he looked pained, and startled, and I gathered up my courage and said, “We both have lost someone very dear to us. Neither one of us knows how to talk to each other exactly, because the person who brought us together is gone. When Violet’s parents first asked if you could come to see me, I didn’t understand why, but now I think I do. Because no one else understands. Luke, please come see me again. I don’t know why, but when you’re here it hurts and it’s strange, but it’s almost like I can handle it better.”

I didn’t know then, and I don’t know now where those words came from. I really didn’t even know that I felt that way until the words were uttered aloud. But as soon as I said them, I knew it was true. There was something familiar, something comforting and loving in his presence, and although in some ways I felt disloyal to Violet by wanting to spend time around Luke, at the same time I had a sense that it didn’t matter. She was gone, and we were here. We’d have to find any way we could to get through this. It was like coming up for air in the middle of drowning, he was that first breath of life that confirmed for me that I could survive this."

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It's available in Kindle and Paperback. 

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