Join Chris DeBrie, author of the novel, Shakespeare Ashes (Infinity, June ‘09) , as he virtually tours the blogosphere in November on his first virtual book tour with Pump Up Your Book Promotion!
About the Book
Donna wonders how she can forgive and forget.
Charlene doesn’t quite know what she wants.
Robbie is usually thinking about which honey he plans to bag.
And Erven just does his best to obliterate the world…
Their lives and histories interconnecting, these characters navigate that uncertain time between classrooms and the wide-open world.
Guest Post
From the dream journal, 2003:
Cold outside. December. I sit up in my dark townhouse. I’ve awakened for work early. Great… time for breakfast. (coffee, black, a sugar, an ice cube so’s I can drink it in under a minute.) I get the java maker going. Raid the freezer.
An octopus is leaning out of my hall closet. Its head shiny and wet in yellow streetlights. The octopus moves nearer. It has one dinner-plate sized eye the color of butterscotch, its brow furrowed. Mad ock. Sloppy tentacles that somehow balance that balloony head. But I wanted that coffee….
I leap over the octopus and stomp upstairs in a panic. What is that thing? It follows, but it is slow. I am going to die with a Dairy Queen Oreo Blizzard in my stomach. My pull up bar is wedged in the bedroom doorway. I–what else?–pull myself up on it, flat-footed on the ceiling.
Ock makes it upstairs. He looks around, and even looks up at me but can’t see me in the shadows. My heart is really running.
He slithers into the bathroom and the light flicks on. Somehow this is more disturbing than Ock himself–that he knows how to operate switches.
I drop to the floor and punt him, HARRRD
he hits the green shower curtain and thrashes around in it. All those arms. The noise is amazing. His big eye finds my face.
Ock falls in the toilet. His arms are wedged down the drain; the balloony head stuck in my porcelain ring.
That eye glaring at me. So disturbing.
I flush. He’s too big to go down. I decide that I’ve found my new pet.
My co-worker knocks on the door. He’s here to pick me up.
I’m going to have to feed Ock, if I want to keep him. And I’ve never really liked this co-worker.
I invite him in.
I tell him that I want to show him something….
About Chris DeBrie
Chris DeBrie was born in North Carolina, creating comics and stories as soon as he could hold a pencil. He wrote the millennial love story As Is as a ninth grader, publishing it a decade later. Selective Focus was the result of those homemade comic screenplays. With Shakespeare Ashes, he pulls the reader into the raw thoughts of four very different characters. DeBrie is a fan of photography, learning languages, and clean water. He lives in Virginia.
http://www.washyourhandsproductions.com/
Reviews
Chris DeBrie has written a highly-entertaining, fast-paced book for readers. We follow the lives of four individuals through trials and tribulations of finding the right love; addressing gender issues and the all-encompassing racial issues.
The book is somewhat like letters and conversations exchanged between friends. With the elaborate descriptions of the characters readers will feel they know each one individually. The language is completely today’s language that you would hear anyone speak. In his writing he starts each sentence with small letters instead of the usual capital letters, which I found intriguing. I might even compare this to a journal one would write.
Readers will find themselves rooting for each of the characters and disliking other minor characters in the book. From the very first page readers will be captivated by the writing style and language. This book is everything we experience in our daily lives, right down to the elderly lady with an open umbrella and cane trying to maneuver getting on public transportation.
The author has written two other books, neither of which I have had the pleasure of reading. If they are anything like “Shakespeare Ashes”- they are a must read for all. – ReaderViews.com
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