FROM THE DESK OF
DONA PENZA TATTLE, ESQ.
AND
ASSOCIATE WRYE
BALDERDASH
Greetings,
Tattle
arrives in her version of a superhero costume.
Red cape, princess hat, roller sneakers and an ST (Super Tattle)
embroidered on her jumper. Picture
this! (Holds hands up as if framing a
photo)
Wrye
looks at her hands. "Ummm...what?"
"You're
in an airplane hurling toward the earth, total nosedive...."
Wrye
clears his throat, interrupting, "Are you in the plane, too?"
(Makes
a wrinkled-up nose face) "No way,
I'd be hurling."
"Too
much info! Besides, we don't have time
for flying. We are about to take our
Love of Literature Leap into a review of THE
LESSON by JOYCE WARD."
"Oooh,"
Tattle peeks over his shoulder. "Oh
yes, this was indeed a super read. Just
like her. Just like her story. Just like me when I rescue your plane about
to crash into the earth."
"You
don't have superpowers."
"Hmmm,
guess you wouldn't make it then, huh?"
A considering look develops and she holds up her fingers again, framing
Wrye. "Your next life, wings or
horns...."
"What?"
"Never
mind, let's just tell our readers about THE
LESSON!"
"Cue
Twilight Zone music with a sprinkling of the Night Gallery themes and,"
Wrye snaps a finger. "Ta da! THE
LESSON is ready for your nail biting experience."
Tattle's
costume morphs into black on black attire, her voice turns eerie and the
surroundings turn to black and white.
"When Pamela Tripp's favorite Uncle Mack dies at just forty-eight
years old, Pam experiences her second dose of emotional battering. Her father had died not that long ago, and
since then her behavior had become bitter..." Screw her face up as if she ate a lemon. "And brittle. Meanwhile, her mother had become the epitome
of cookie cutter perfection and the two personalities clash like symphonic
cymbals."
Wrye
interrupts, "At the Mason and Sons Mortuary, Mrs. Tripp is not pleased to
see her daughter's punkish look, her artistic boyfriend, Kevin, or that they
are as high as a supersonic airplane. Of
course, smoking marijuana, is how Pam has been coping."
"A
confrontation is inevitable, and Pam would have dashed out the exit except for
a desperate need to pee and her
inability to pass up plucking, from a florist's bouquet, her favorite flower, a
green cymbidium orchid." Tattle snares
an orchid out of the air and inhales deeply.
As
he finger drums the Hitchcock theme song, Wrye adds, "The assistant
director, Philip, gives them both a dressing down, but perhaps feeling pity,
directs her to the less crowded bathrooms on the lower level, adding a warning
to avoid the construction area."
"Her
amorous, misguided and curious boyfriend trashes the embalming room, and then
does the exact opposite of what Philips warned against. Disobeying the sign, Caution. Enter at your own risk,
he drags Pam through a door. Hence
begins the real tale, down a dark, creepy path that pushes the boundaries of
sanity and astonishing possibilities."
If
there had been a camera, Wrye would have leaned into it. "Be prepared to hold your breath and
feel your skin crawl from page one to the end.
Joyce Ward captures the emotional turmoil of a troubled young woman in
mourning with realistic intensity. At the same time, you find yourself part of
the story, part of the character yet want desperately to guide Pam out of her
self-perpetuating problems. Yet, you
will find yourself as trapped as the character, only your entrapment is by
Joyce's intoxicating prose."
Tattle
pretends to take a microphone from Wrye, taps it for sounds. "Joyce's writing draws you in like a
spidery web with just a tickle of traumatic promise. Soon enough, though, you are enmeshed in a
cocoon of devilment, confusion and apprehension. Each page brings you closer to the unexpected
as your pulse increases and your fear evolves.
If you like a ride into the twisted macabre, read THE LESSON. But be warned,
you will read it in one sitting and, for your own safety, have plenty of
light!"
"We
can't wait to read more by this new author with a fresh voice birthed from a
yesteryear formula."
Hope
you enjoyed our leap into our review of THE LESSON by JOYCE WARD. Until next time, keep reading!
Dona
Penza Rutabaga Tattle, Esq. and Associate Wrye Balderdash
of
Blather City, Wannachat
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