Have you ever tried writing one? I have, and I’m awful at it! Thank goodness for editors and publishers and people with vision. Really and truly, I think they might be more creative than I am, for sure. Perhaps these are the folks who should be writing books. I do have a guide to study, though, for my next foray into attempted book blurb writing. Meanwhile, there is this one crafted for my soon to be published, officially, Dancing with the Sandman. If you have any ideas on book blurb writing, please share. The book cover is still in progress.
Hell or High Water Meets The Last Picture Show
In this tragicomedy set in the turbulent 60s of West Texas, Billie Jo Dunstan comes face-to-face with the sandman. Echoes of the past dance in dusty swirls of memories of rural Texas where the past and small town life still survive well beyond the superhighways and the ratcheting progress of the present. The sandman is everywhere—blowing life and death, happiness and sadness.
During the Binky days, I had a tricycle; I was about three years old. It was bright, shiny red, and ready to go. Sidewalks were longer then than they are now, and many more paths ran alongside them. On a sidewalk in those days, you could travel from city to city or make your own parking lot. I was blessed with the gift of imagination, which let me tell you, in this part of the country, it’s a darn good thing. Armed with this gift, I could spend all day going to the post office, the grocery store, and the laundromat: places I found worth going to. I never thought where the sidewalk or the highway might end, or that they would even leave Knoxford County, Texas. I did learn eventually that they did, indeed, go beyond that, and as I was to find out much later, this was both good and bad in many ways.
–a sheer gift of imagination and creativity
–stream of consciousness at its best
–a story which will find you laughing and crying at the same time