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Book Review: Drift by Jon McGoran

August 7, 2013 at 8:30 am by Claudia

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Hello, everyone. Today I am reviewing Drift by Jon McGoran for TLC Book Tours. As always, I am provided with a copy of the book in exchange for my honest review.

About the book:  When Philadelphia narcotics detective Doyle Carrick loses his mother and step-father within weeks of each other, he gains a twenty day suspension for unprofessional behavior and instructions to lay low at the unfamiliar house he’s inherited in rural Pennsylvania.

Feeling restless and out of place, Doyle is surprised to find himself falling for his new neighbor, Nola Watkins, who’s under pressure to sell her organic farm to a large and mysterious development company, and under siege from the genetically modified crops growing nearby. He’s more surprised to see high-powered drug dealers driving the small town roads – dealers his bosses don’t want to hear about.

But when the drug bust Doyle’s been pushing for goes bad and the threats against Nola turn violent, Doyle begins to discover that what’s growing in the farmland around Philadelphia is much deadlier than anything he could have imagined.

My review: I must admit that I love a good thriller. I am also someone who is very concerned about genetically modified foods. So I was very intrigued by the subject matter of this eco-thriller. The author has written about food and sustainability for a number of years and his knowledge and passion about that subject runs throughout the pages of this book. Taking that wealth of knowledge and honing in on the highly questionable practice of genetically modifying foods, adding some drug dealers, some great characters and a complex plot, McGoran has given us a really compelling thriller with all sorts of twists and turns. Doyle Carrick is an engaging and somewhat hard-boiled detective with a sarcastic sense of humor. The cast of supporting characters is richly drawn. The setting was so well written that I could picture the topography, the small town, the crops – everything.

I don’t like to give away any plot points, you know. Mysteries are such fun to read that I want you to have the pleasure of reading this one without me giving too much away. A bit noir, a lot thriller, and with a nice injection of wit, Jon McGoran has written a page-turner for our time, a cautionary tale that is riveting and timely.

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About the author: Jon McGoran has written about food and sustainability for twenty years, as communications director for Weavers Way Co-op in Philadelphia, and now as editor of Grid magazine. During that time he has also been an advocate for urban agriculture, cooperative development, and labeling of genetically engineered foods. He is a founding member of the Philadelphia Liars Club, a group of published authors dedicated to promotion, networking and service work. In Drift, he combines his interest in the increasingly bizarre world of food today with his love for the thriller.

One of you will be the lucky winner of a copy of this book! Just leave a comment on this post and I will draw a winner on Sunday night.

Happy Wednesday.

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What I Did On My Day Off

August 6, 2013 at 8:29 am by Claudia

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When you have just one day off a week, it goes by rather quickly. Hello Tuesday.

Yesterday I was a bit blue. I was missing my home and family and all of that. But it was a gorgeous day. Temps in the high seventies, not an ounce of humidity and sunny skies. Around about noon I packed my camera in my bag and visited the park. It’s just across the street from my apartment building. Lots of workers were sitting on park benches, eating their lunches. I’ve been to the park a lot during my stints in Hartford and, while it’s lovely, it wasn’t doing it for me on this particular Monday. It seemed as if I’d already taken all those photos. I wasn’t inspired to take any new ones.

How about a visit to the library? If you remember, I got a library card last time I was here. Hartford’s library is beautiful, filled with light, filled with people, filled with books and computers and art and a section to help those searching for jobs and more, I’m sure. I walked through the doors and saw my favorite thing spread out before me  – books. Not eBooks, but three dimensional books where you can turn an actual page, not a virtual one, where you can pick up a book from a shelf, leaf through it, read the dust jacket and think about checking it out. There’s an extensive ‘New’ section for both fiction and non-fiction.

Mindful that I already have some books here in the apartment and that I also have to review a couple of books that I brought with me, I limited my to-be-checked-out pile. But I swear, I’m like a kid in a candy shop there. The little library in my town is charming, but the selection would hardly be called extensive and most of the books I check out from there are ordered from some distant branch through the library system. Here in Hartford at this Main Library, oh my, the selection is pretty gosh-darned mouth watering.

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All from the ‘New’ stacks:

1. A new novel from Susan Isaacs, one of my favorite writers. I’ve read every one of her books over the past twenty or so years. She is very funny. She writes great dialogue.

2. A new mystery from English author Simon Brett, part of his theater series featuring actor Charles Paris. I read most of this series years ago with great enjoyment and lots of chuckling. Brett knows the theater world in England very well and he writes a good mystery with tongue firmly in cheek. I was pleasantly surprised to see a new book in the series. In fact, I checked the copyright to make sure it was new.

3. A new book that I was delighted to discover, which focuses on the last interview ever given by the late, great, brilliant Leonard Bernstein. I’ve read most everything I could get my hands on about Bernstein, who is one of my musical heroes, so this little discovery makes me very happy.

On my way back from the library, my cell phone rang. It was the actor who plays Macbeth. (He, Lady Macbeth and I share a car.) They were going to Whole Foods, did I want to come? Since I needed a few things and thought this would be a nice chance to spend some time with them, I said yes. He’s a very talented actor and he’s also very funny. You know I like funny. I’m funny. Don is very funny. Nothing better than a good sense of humor, say I, so we bantered back and forth and had a great time.

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Back to the apartment with some time on the computer and a delicious bowl of Cashew Carrot Ginger Bisque. Oh my heavens, this is one of my favorite soups. Love carrots. Love ginger. Love cashews. And before you ask, no, I didn’t make it myself. I did warm it up, however.

Along about 8 pm, after talking to Don more than a few times, I decided to re-join Netflix so that I could join the 21st century and have online access to movies, television shows, etc. The pickings on cable television here are limited. I’m not thrilled with most of the available programming. Don had urged me to join up because several of his fellow actors in Williamstown were doing just that. They would retreat to their bedrooms in the evening and watch something on Netflix or Hulu. It’s especially nice when you’re working out of town.

Since Netflix is having a deal where you get a month’s free trial, I went for it. I watched part one of The Girl Who Played With Fire (the Swedish version.) So well done. And I had the Red Sox game muted on the apartment television so I could keep an eye on the score. (They lost.) I’m liking this – it’s so nice to have options available while I’m on the road.

Long day of rehearsal ahead. Still doing table work for Macbeth. I’m happy to say I became more engaged in the process on Sunday. There will probably be another day of table work and then I’ll be able to start work with the actors one-on-one.

Happy Tuesday.

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Pondering Purple

August 5, 2013 at 8:25 am by Claudia

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Funny how a color can suddenly reappear in your world; not that it ever really disappeared. I’ve been pondering purple lately.

I bought this little plant at Trader Joe’s when we made a quick stop on our drive to Hartford. I liked the color and the tiny flowers and I wanted a potted plant for the apartment. I remembered the deep window sills from my previous stay and knew they would be a good home for this little beauty.

Then I hung this:

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A favorite creation of mine that had recently been in a stack of folded quilts, its gorgeous purples hidden from view.

It reminded me of my youthful passion for purple and lavender. In the tiny little bungalow where my parents raised 4 children, space was at a premium: two small bedrooms downstairs and a bigger bedroom carved out of the attic space. One bathroom. For a while there it was just my brother and me, so my parents used the attic room and we each had our own bedroom downstairs. But then my sisters came along and the scramble for space began. Long story short: I ended up sharing the attic space with my much younger sisters for several years. When my brother left the nest, I got to move back downstairs and I finally had my own room.

If you look on the sidebar, you will see this:

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Oh so true. I’ve always needed time alone, in my own little space. But I rarely had it when I was growing up. It’s very hard to retreat into the bliss of solitary-ness when you’re surrounded by 5 other family members in a space where you can hear every conversation, every sound. So on that day when I was able to re-claim a downstairs bedroom, Mom asked me what color I wanted the walls to be.

Lavender. Absolutely. Lavender.

Lavender it was. Mom bought a matching purple-y print bedspread and curtains. I was in heaven. I could shut the door to my private space, play original Broadway cast albums endlessly, read voraciously and tend to my potted plants. I could decorate my room. Just for me.

Later, in the days when we all had our ‘colors’ done, I was categorized as a Winter. Winters look good in jewel tones, not unlike the colors in this quilt. So I started wearing purples and deep reds. I looked good in them. Even now, with my hair no longer the deep brown it used to be, I still look good in them. Purples again. But not lavender. No, that was too pastel for a Winter like me.

I’m falling in love with purples all over again. Seeing that quilt hung on the wall of my temporary living space makes me smile.

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Catching a glimpse of a stack of purple fabric, nestled between reds and yellows, makes me happy.

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Is there a color that calls to you from your distant past?

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On another note: My friend Dawn just moved her Blogger blog to WordPress. (You should go visit her. It looks great!) When a blog is moved to WordPress, the feed has to be rerouted and anyone that followed with Google Friend Connect will no longer get updated posts. As for blogrolls, sometimes the URL has to be re-entered to update the feed even though the actual URL hasn’t changed. I have Dawn’s blog on my blogroll (up in the navigation bar) and I noticed it hadn’t updated since right before the move. So I deleted the URL and simply re-entered the same information. Bingo. It updated.

If you have Creative Cain Cabin on your blogroll, can you do Dawn a favor and update the information? I had to ask this same thing of my readers when I moved. And if you read the blog through Google Friend Connect, please resubscribe, either by email or through a reader such as Bloglovin.

We all have to help each other out here in blogland, right?

By the way, Dawn is currently adding all the information necessary to design graphics for fellow bloggers. She just did my watermark and my signature and I love the results. If you’re at all interested, stop by and see what she has to offer. It may take a couple of days for all the information to be available, but in the meantime, you can contact her via her email address.

Okay.

Happy Monday.

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