His hand came from the shadows and found mine. Tender fingers entwined, squeezed gently.
“When the landscape of real life gets ugly, we can pick up a book of fantasy and find a beautiful world, all green and filled with sunshine.When we can’t find an end to something sad, there’s always a novel where everything turns out okay and makes us feel better about things. And even though we know they’re made up, we think that maybe there’s just a possibility, in spite of all the ugliness around us, we really do have a chance to make it all work out. Because we read it. And we wanted it to be real.”
His lids squeezed closed. They were the dams to the silver trails of his soul leaking out.
“The last few days, I’ve lived in that world of ‘what if?’ What if we could go somewhere else? What if we could start over away from all of this? What if…what?” He opened his eyes, looked into mine. “We’re always looking for salvation away from some storm, away from some trouble, away from the turmoil that makes life seem way too impossible. We want to find protection, an armor to keep us from being wounded…a shelter…”
His voice trailed away as he pulled me into his arms.
I haven’t seen anything so damn beautiful in quite a while. To say that Dan’s a fucking genius would just be unfair. When someone uses the word genius it makes it seem like authors just sit there on the proverbial typewriter and start poring their hearts out and words start to just come out of their behinds magically to form complete works.
Writing is HARD WORK.
Every word you put on that piece of paper takes sweat, blood and an enormous amount of torment. You can ‘love writing’ all you want I feel like if you haven’t gone through said torture your book isn’t worth my time or money.
That said I could practically see the tears, blood and sweat that went into the creation of this book. I could feel, smell and taste every thing. It’s sweet and beautiful and my words won’t do it justice. I’m just going to give you another excerpt I loved:
Being able to look back on those days with a forty-odd year hindsight, the memories come back bathed in a golden glow like from a romance film with music by Ennio Morricone. I’ve colored them like that over the years, like a painting in progress.
I seriously can’t over this book. Going to take me a while to get into another one but it was so completely worth it. Going through the whole thing, like a modern version of Separate Peace, the beauty of words strung together and descriptions that paint a picture you won’t ever forget.
(Oh and by the way that image I’ve used is another example of Dan Skinner’s creativity. He photographs pictures that just take your breathe away. By day he’s a self-proclaimed Kubrick-stalker and at night you’ll find him doing runs while he chalks out his next story.)
Buying Links: Available on Amazon and All Romance E books.
Goodread link: Memorizing You by Dan Skinner