PREVIEW | Amy HARMON: The Song of David

Come chi mi segue ormai sa, Amy Harmon è un’autrice tra le mie preferite perchè sa sempre scrivere storie fuori dagli schemi. Con veri sentimenti, veri personaggi. Non storielle leggere, niente di semplice o scontato.
Qualche mese fa vi ho parlato dell’ultimo romanzo che al tempo stava per uscire, The Law of Moses (per ora inedito in Italia), che insieme ad A different Blue (I cento colori del blu, qui la mia review) sono tra i miei preferiti. Oggi vi invito invece a segnarvi la nuova fatica, The Song of David, in uscita il 15 giungo 2015. Questo romanzo vede David “Tag” Taggert, amico di Moses e quindi personaggio che si conosce per la prima volta in The Law of Moses.

The Song of David by Amy Harmon
Editore selfpublish
Pagine 261
Prezzo $ 4.03 ebook kindle
$ 3.99 ebook epub
Uscita 15 june 2015
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The Song of David
Amy Harmon

She said I was like a song. Her favorite song. A song isn’t something you can see. It’s something you feel, something you move to, something that disappears after the last note is played.

I won my first fight when I was eleven years old, and I’ve been throwing punches ever since. Fighting is the purest, truest, most elemental thing there is. Some people describe heaven as a sea of unending white. Where choirs sing and loved ones await. But for me, heaven was something else. It sounded like the bell at the beginning of a round, it tasted like adrenaline, it burned like sweat in my eyes and fire in my belly. It looked like the blur of screaming crowds and an opponent who wanted my blood.

For me, heaven was the octagon.

Until I met Millie, and heaven became something different. I became something different. I knew I loved her when I watched her stand perfectly still in the middle of a crowded room, people swarming, buzzing, slipping around her, her straight dancer’s posture unyielding, her chin high, her hands loose at her sides. No one seemed to see her at all, except for the few who squeezed past her, tossing exasperated looks at her unsmiling face. When they realized she wasn’t normal, they hurried away. Why was it that no one saw her, yet she was the first thing I saw?

If heaven was the octagon, then she was my angel at the center of it all, the girl with the power to take me down and lift me up again. The girl I wanted to fight for, the girl I wanted to claim. The girl who taught me that sometimes the biggest heroes go unsung and the most important battles are the ones we don’t think we can win.

**This is David ‘Tag” Taggert’s book, a supporting character introduced in The Law of Moses. This is a stand-alone story.

AMY HARMON: The Law of Moses

Dall’autrice di quel bellissimo romanzo che è I cento colori del blu (A Different Blue) (pubblicato da Newton Compton agli inizi del 2014), di cui trovate la mia recensione QUI, è uscito a novembre l’ultimo romanzo intitolato The Law of Moses che già dalle premesse sembra essere un altro toccante racconto di vita vera, difficoltà, rivincite e amore.

The Law of Moses May Harmon
Rating: ★★★★☆
Editore selfpublish
ISBN 9781311562586
Pagine 298
Prezzo € 3.30 ebook kindle
€3.96 ebook epub
Uscita 27 novembre 2014
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If I tell you right up front, right in the beginning that I lost him, it will be easier for you to bear. You will know it’s coming, and it will hurt. But you’ll be able to prepare.

Someone found him in a laundry basket at the Quick Wash, wrapped in a towel, a few hours old and fast-review-upclose to death. They called him Baby Moses when they shared his story on the ten o’clock news – the little baby left in a basket at a dingy Laundromat, born to a crack addict and expected to have all sorts of problems. I imagined the crack baby, Moses, having a giant crack that ran down his body, like he’d been broken at birth. I knew that wasn’t what the term meant, but the image stuck in my mind. Maybe the fact that he was broken drew me to him from the start.

It all happened before I was born, and by the time I met Moses and my mom told me all about him, the story was old news and nobody wanted anything to do with him. People love babies, even sick babies. Even crack babies. But babies grow up to be kids, and kids grow up to be teenagers. Nobody wants a messed up teenager.

And Moses was messed up. Moses was a law unto himself. But he was also strange and exotic and beautiful. To be with him would change my life in ways I could never have imagined. Maybe I should have stayed away. Maybe I should have listened. My mother warned me. Even Moses warned me. But I didn’t stay away.

And so begins a story of pain and promise, of heartache and healing, of life and death. A story of before and after, of new beginnings and never-endings. But most of all…a love story.