Thursday, February 7, 2019

A Town Named Hate by John Prebble


Martha Boyd sat in a corner during the town meeting. Now and then she looked across the room to Jason, and once he smiled to her reassuringly, and the smile was a bridge between them across the smoke and the heat and the hate in the room.
A stunner!
A story of a small town with forgotten promise, a long-dead tragedy and a mistake to latch vengeful hopes on.
Insight to burn, atmosphere that seethes, and a plot that boils start to finish.
Masterful!

No comments:

Post a Comment

Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.

Letters on an Elk Hunt by Elinore Pruitt Stewart

  This is the 1915 follow-up to her first compendium of letters home Letters of a Woman Homesteader [1914.] [Reviewed in-depth here. ] Thi...