I received a rather interesting message in response to my last book review for "The Painted Girls" by Cathy Marie Buchanan. The sender sent me a blog post about forgeries of famous artworks at various art institutes. This particular post was about how Edgar Degas may not have been the true artist behind "Little Dancer Aged Fourteen," the statue that was modeled after the main heroine in "The Painted Girls."
Much of the magic behind great works of art comes from the mystery of what inspired the artist to create such a piece. When you walk through an art museum, you may wonder what is the story behind each painstakingly-painted image, what drove someone to spend so many hours laboring to produce something unique and enigmatic.
I've realized after reading the novel for this week's book review that it may not be fair for me to critique self-published books. While I do get many requests from local writers to review their books, and I always want to support the ambitions of aspiring authors, let's face the not-so-nice truth: People tend to self-publish when faced with continuous rejection from literary agents and traditional publishing houses, and they prefer to simply pay the fee themselves to see their work in print.
With the advent of user-friendly websites such as Blogger and Wordpress, just about everyone at one time or another has created an online blog. It is an easy way for people to share their experiences, their interests, and their opinions on a worldwide scale.
In "Origin," Jessica Khoury's debut young adult novel, the author explores a well known theme - the quest for immortality - and puts a new variation on it: What is the value of one's life, and the lives of others, to someone who is already immortal?
September 23, 2012|
I have great admiration for those who preserve the chronicles of their family ancestry. Our modern world is so infested by sound bites and fleeting images, much of the time people don't bother to contemplate on the rich complexity of the past.
September 09, 2012|
I had the pleasure of walking into my local bookstore a few weeks ago to meet a former death investigator doing a book signing for his recently released novel, about the cases he had encountered while working in Atlanta.