I am in love with my pen and the words it writes. I write because I see. I write what I see, so I must love my eyes as well. I once thought of the well of inspiration as a body of water whose dam was never meant to hold it back. Rather, it is the discipline to control the flow lest it flood and be spent. Writers need more than imagination; they need life experience. Without knowing how life flows, and that one cannot merely dangle their toes in the stream, but swim in the current, imagination has no fuel to flourish. I write because I love people, I love history and I love language. The three are inseparable and no successful writing is accomplished without paying dues to all three. As long as I stay in the flow, the pen will stay in my hand.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

The Broken String of Pearls by Richard Cheney [historic fiction]

As God is witness to all words and deeds, the pages of this book may burn in your hands. Such is the result of a history that becomes lost in its own telling. It wanders into areas that it ought not to travel, blinded as it is and blinded by it as we are, no one is watching the path as it suddenly ignites. Aldus Cezanne is a rare books dealer with a secret: an envelope containing old newspaper clippings, a photograph and a skeleton key, clues to the discovery of a treasure so misunderstood, no one even knows what it may be and what perils exist by unauthorized use of its power. Cezanne's grandfather, Emile, left the envelope hidden in the bookstacks when Cezanne's father owned the store. Cezanne's accidental discovery of the envelope sends him on a quest of ancient papyri thought lost in the great Chicago fire of 1871. As he unravels the clues, the story leads to understanding that Cezanne's grandfather had ancient tools in his possession to understand the mysteries of God, and that a modern nemesis is after them for an evil purpose. Discovery of the box containing the miraculous tools will threaten Cezanne's life, take others, and leave him with the sure knowledge that some knowledge is too dangerous to know.

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