The Neon Rain by James Lee Burke: A Short Review

The Neon Rain by James Lee Burke: A Short Review

This morning, I’m on my way to do storytelling and sign books at the Highland Games at Jackson, Louisiana. I should have a grand time. This is my first trip to this festival. You’ll hear more on my trip later. Now, I wanted to post a short review of The Neon Rain by James Lee Burke, a novel I just finished yesterday. Burke, an award-winning author with over twenty published novels to his credit, has always intrigued me. Here is a man who truly knows how to write. Possessing a unique style of writing, he spins metaphors and similes one after another in a masterful fashion. Burke’s novels are full of historical and law enforcement details, revealing he is a careful researcher. This is the first Dave Robicheaux novel, and with this Cajun detective, Burke has created a life so intricate and fascinating that I’m sure a biography could be be written on him, just as someone did on the fictional Sherlock Holmes. So real is the setting that every one of these novels makes me want to spend more time in South Louisiana. As far as I know, I’ve now read all of the Robicheaux novels. I wish I had read this novel first. That would have been ideal, but you don’t always discover good series in sequence. Burke may not have even intended a sequence. Like Doyle with the character of Sherlock Holmes, I feel the public will be reluctant to let Robicheaux die or fade away. Time will tell. Here are a couple of quotations from the read that I liked:

“Someone once told me that the gambler’s greatest desire, knjowledge of the future, would drive us insane” (24)

“Gamblers and lovers pay big dues and enjoy limited consolations. But sometimes they are enough” (173).

“The road to Roncevaux lures the poet and the visionary like a drug, but the soldier pays for the real estate” (217)

“Scared money never wins” (238).

There are many other quotations, but these caught my eye this morning. Now, off to Jackson!

A Short Review: Nights in Rodanthe by Nicholas Sparks

A Short Review: Nights in Rodanthe by Nicholas Sparks

Sparks’ website: http://www.nicholassparks.com/

Once again Nicholas Sparks has a #1 New York Times Best Seller and sold the rights for a movie. This author who has taken America by storm is on to something. He creates books that people want to read and want to see made into movies. I just read his bio, and I’ve got to admit, not only does he have a lot going for him, but he’s paid his dues in life too. He is surely an inspiration to many writers. Nights in Rodanthe (Warner Books) was a quick read, but a memorable one. Sparks works hard at character development, and it shows in his writing. After reading the novel, I felt like I knew and had always known Paul and Adrienne.  The story is a hopeful reminder of what can happen to two people in one weekend, and as the back cover of my edition says, “a moving reminder that love is possible at any age, at any time, and often comes when we least expect it.”

The storm setting along the Outer Banks echoes and mirrors the inner personal storms the main characters have experienced and are experiencing. The conflict is mainly inner, provided by the sense of duty, the guilt, the choices facing the characters.  As usual when I do a review, I’d like to provide a couple of good quotations:

“Comfort could be found in the steady routines of life” (9).

[Paul was] “someone who’d not only made the decision to change the rules that he’d always lived by, but was doing so in a way that most people would be terrified to contemplate” (122).

There are other quotations that I liked, but perhaps this selection will pique your interest to read the novel.

Casting Call: Civil War Reenactors Needed for Movie–Rebel Private

I was delighted to learn from Dixiebroadcasting that a new Civil War movie is in the works.  I explored the site and am impressed by the commitment of its planners to historical accuracy.  One unique aspect: There will be a black Confederate soldier.  I’ve told my students for years that the South had black soldiers (admittedly, not many) before the North did. The director is searching for Civil War reenactors for its project.  I’ve done some work as a movie extra: (The Dead Will Tell, and Miracle Run, both filmed in New Orleans) and will likely apply for this movie. Here is the call for reenactors, followed by the project overview. I lifted these from the movie’s site.

The producers of Rebel Private are seeking reenactors to be selected from a nationwide search to participate in the film as members of Company F of the Texas Brigade and or Terry’s Texas Rangers ( mounted ). Professional actors will be cast for roles with general dialog, however, reenactors will be asked to flesh out the immediate soldiers around such key actors as the story unfolds. Through battlefield attrition these positions will come and go as the “war” progresses and in Fletcher’s transition story wise, from The Texas Brigade to Terry’s Texas Rangers.

The director will make every possible effort toward historical accuracy down to the most minute detail. Great attention will be paid to the period look of soldier’s faces and to uniform changes throughout the story timeline, early to late war. We will utilize entire reenactor units overall in the film participating on the field, however, for the immediate members of Company F and Terry’s Texas Rangers, we will ask for young reenactor soldiers between the ages of 16 and 30, who are thin, with great interest paid to beards and hair. Reenactors for these positions will likely be involved for several weeks. A unique particularly period essence to an overall impression is our focus in this, our…”call to arms”.

For those with interest, please submit recent photographs in uniform and or mounted, along with contact information.

Project Overview

Heartland Pictures, Inc. will produce an independent feature film, Rebel Private, in collaboration with Rebel Private, LLC. The Film’s screenplay is based on the memoirs of Private William Fletcher, C.S.A., of Hood’s Texas Brigade, Army of Northern Virginia, one of few published works of Confederate enlisted men chronicling personal combat experiences. Margaret Mitchell, a friend of the family, referenced the book extensively when writing Gone With The Wind. Miss Vallie Fletcher Taylor, great granddaughter of William Fletcher, released his memoirs in1996, Rebel Private, Front and Rear, which otherwise would have been lost to time as he had self published in 1908, yet all but two copies were destroyed in a tragic house fire. The under thirteen million dollar budget will offer creative freedom, yet studio quality and scale, with unique distribution potential, through the independent film management process.

The “War for Southern Independence” was an unprecedented national tragedy and ironically, an illegal and unnecessary war. Formulated in a gristmill of humanity, where at Gettysburg as many soldiers were casualties in three days as in Vietnam over ten years, this great drama remains fertile ground for stories of uncommon valor and sacrifice. As a result, the loss of potential for what might have been a great Southern nation, adhering to pure Jeffersonian principles established in the American Revolution, a constitutionally based confederation of sovereign states, where little known, the immoral institution of slavery was by 1861 destined to naturally fade, remains unfulfilled.

Into this maelstrom, countless young men such as William Fletcher were thrust, lives forever changed, generations forever diminished, the flower of Southern youth lost to what they perceived was the second American Revolution. It is our fervent desire to honestly illustrate the human side of the Southern people, the often maligned Southern soldier, upon whom this war was unjustly waged and from a Southern point of view. Such has not been done in film all though historically accurate, it is not politically correct. Confederate General Patrick Cleburne put it succinctly…”Gentlemen, if we should not prevail, the victor will write our history”.

“The North practiced sanctioned buying, or substitution. This, the practice of replacing ones self for payment, a socially and legally accepted manner of evading service. You could not do that in the South, Southern pride would not allow for it”. Shelby Foote, noted historian.

In the Orwellian world of the 21st Century, even the word Confederate creates ire through the propaganda of historical revisionism. We would hope through power of the film medium to in some way restore pride in Southern history, which also is American history. Hollywood suffers a bias in that respect, perpetuating negative myth. Only an independent film through planned unique distribution will prevail in such truth. Southerners should not be ashamed of the noble sacrifice of their ancestors and through this film will be allowed the light of honest inspection. Rebel Private is the vehicle, true history the lesson. It is time for an end to distortion.

Music of the time offers an emotional lament, a window on the time often with Celtic roots and as such it touches the soul in a visceral way. Contemporary country music Nashville ties will bring a wealth of resource applied through a purist “Mountain Music” application. We creatively do not seek a symphonic big Hollywood sound, but rather, a historically researched, period instrumentation portrayal of the 1860s.

Heartland Pictures, Inc. is in the fund raising process for Rebel Private, which will be filmed in Texas, Louisiana and Virginia. The writer-director, Chuck Untersee, is a Texan and twenty year veteran of the Hollywood film industry. Through burning zeal to illustrate aesthetic purity of the time by a visually driven romantic story and intimate combat intensity of the D-Day invasion in, Saving Private Ryan, to the poignant relationships of, Cold Mountain, he will create a visceral and riveting film. Rebel Private will be a deeply Southern, highly aesthetic, historically accurate, non “commercial” portrayal of the period. It is our intent to make the audience laugh, cry and most importantly…to think.

If you are interested in learning more about this project, go to the movie’s homepage here:

NEW CALENDAR EVENTS FOR PITTMAN AUTHOR EVENTS:

My calendar is on my main website, but I’ve recently added these events:

The Highland Games in Jackson, Louisiana. This Saturday, November 15, I will be storytelling and playing some music in the children’s area and signing some books. Here is the event’s website:

Brock, TX ISD Thursday, Jan. 15  School Programs!

Mickey Newbury Chords and Lyrics: “Just Dropped In . . .”

Newbury’s talent continues to surprise me. A song I had always liked, “Just Dropped In” was written by him. I had only heard the First Edition’s version, but after listening to Newbury, I think Newbury’s is just as good.  In my research of the song, I discovered that this was one of Kenny Roger’s early, if not earliest, hits when he sang if for the First Edition.  I also learned that Jerry Lee Lewis and Willie Nelson (as well as other artists) recorded the song.  Some say the song is about the LSD experience. Another source says the song was Jimi Hendrix’s favorite song. In my digging, I concluded that there was much more to this song than I had ever realized. Another song to add to my Americana show.  Here are the lyrics:
JUST DROPPED IN

I woke up this mornin’ with the sundown shinin’ in
I found my mind in a brown paper bag, but then…
I tripped on a cloud and fell-a eight miles high
I tore my mind on a jagged sky
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in

(Yeah, yeah, oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)

I pushed my soul in a deep dark hole and then I followed it in
I watched myself crawlin’ out as I was a-crawlin’ in
I got up so tight I couldn’t unwind
I saw so much I broke my mind
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in

(Yeah, yeah, oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)

Someone painted “April Fool” in big black letters on a “Dead End” sign
I had my foot on the gas as I left the road and blew out my mind
Eight miles outta Memphis and I got no spare
Eight miles going left downtown somewhere
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in

I said I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in
Yeah yeah oh-yeah

Contest News:

I won honorable mention in the New Millennium Writing Contest (summer) for my story, “Little Rose and the Confederate Cipher.” When I receive information on where you can read the story, I’ll let you know.

Mickey Newbury Chords and Lyrics: “Genevieve”

Author Chat Webinar:

This afternoon,  from 3:30-4:15 p.m., I’ll be featured on Texas Region XI Media and Library Services ‘s “Chat with an Author” interview.  It will be recorded, so I’ll post that link as soon as I have it.

More Mickey Newbury Lyrics:

I’ve gotten good response from posting the lyrics of the talented songwriter, Mickey Newbury, so I decided to post another song of his that I want to add to my song list. It’s called Genevieve. Newbury writes some emotionally powerful lyrics.

Genevieve by Mickey Newbury

Genevieve, Genevieve
What does it all mean to you?
Genevieve, Genevieve
My heart is breaking in two,
Goodbye so long,
I will never be this hurt again,
Genevieve, Genevieve
See how the mornings begin.

Well wouldn’t it be nice,
If I could say what the hell it’s been fun.
But Genevieve, Genevieve,
Your leavin’ me leaves me undone.
So my old friend the highway,
I will cry on your shoulder again,
Oh Genevieve, Genevieve
Here’s where the story begins.

Laughing like a fool
‘Till I was no longer able to breathe
A broken down shell of a man
And his woman and me
Stopped at a café
They would not let us come in
Oh Genevieve, Genevieve
See how the madness begins.

Genevieve, Genevieve,
I just had to see you somehow,
Oh the years have been kind,
You were never as lovely as now,
Closing my eyes,
I can almost be with you again,
But Genevieve, Genevieve,
Here’s where the story will end.

Jed Marum Lyrics

Here are the lyrics for another of Jed Marum’s songs from his wonderful new CD, Sands of Aberdeen. This beautiful and moving song is entitled, “The Way Your Earth Moves” and was composed by Jed.

The Way Your Earth Moves, (c) Jed Marum 2008

I love the way your earth moves
When the sun is low in the sky
When low the light-fall shades the earth
And colors run the sky
I love the way your earth moves
As I pass along my way
It’s just a little bit of heaven
I can show my children every day

I love the way the clouds roll
Into the setting of the sun
In a silent blaze of glory
Another day is done
I love the way your earth moves
At the closing of the day
It’s just a little bit of heaven there
To show my children every day

BRDG -And when my time on earth is done
My light fades like the colors of the sun
Raise up my song along the way
It’s just a little bit of heaven there
To show my children every day

I love the way your people
Wander in and out of light
And short their days are numbered
As they travel through this life
I love the way your people
The ones I’ve loved along the way
Brought a little bit of heaven
I can show my children every day

My Scottish Children’s Picture Book and My School Programs

Here is a little ad about me appearing in the Forum Magazine in Shreveport! The magazine has also indicated interest in an interview.

forum ad

Book Tour News and Mickey Newbury Chords and Lyrics: The Thirty-Third of August

School Program at Dubach, Louisiana

I had a wonderful time with the students of Dubach High School last Friday. I was welcomed warmly by the very devoted and talented staff. I’ll have some photos and more thoughts of the program in a future post.

University Park Barnes & Noble in Fort Worth

I did some storytelling and some children’s music at this store Saturday morning. Then I signed books the rest of the afternoon. I had a grand time and met so many great people.

Mickey Newbury Chords and Lyrics: The Thirty-Third of August

I’m still enjoying the Winter Winds CD by Mickey Newbury. Here is another song on his CD that I intend to learn and use in my Americana show.

Lord today there’s no salvation

The band’s packed up and gone

Left me standing with my penny in my hand,

There’s a big crowd at the station

Where the blind man sings his songs

He can see what I can’t understand.

Chorus:

It’s the thirty-third of August

And I’m finally touchin’ down

Eight days from Sunday

Lord and I’m Saturday bound.

Once I stumbled through the darkness

I tumbled to my knees

A thousand voices screamin’ through my brain

Woke up in a squad car

Busted down for vagrancy

Outside my cell as sure as hell

It looks like rain.

CHORUS:

Now I’ve put my dangerous feelings

Under lock and chain

Hide my violent nature with a smile

Though the demons danced and sang their songs

Within my fevered brain

Not all my God-like thoughts

Lord are defiled.

CHORUS:

Verse chords: D, G, D   A, D, G, D, A

Chorus chords: G, D, A ,D

A Short Review: Gone to Texas and The Vengeance Trail of Josey Wales

Gone to Texas and The Vengeance Trail of Josey Wales by Forrest Carte

I just completed a read of these two novels. Rich in detail that could have only come from exhaustive research, I believe these novels to be among the best westerns I’ve read. In tone, they reminded me in some ways of Larry McMurtry’s Comanche Moon and of Blood Meridian by Cormac McCarthy. This thought makes me think I should create future posts on these two novels as well. Though I’ve long had an interest in the Missouri Guerrillas of the Confederacy, and enjoyed reading the story of Bloody Bill Anderson, the Devil Knows How to Ride (about Quantrill), and viewing the movie (starring Jewel Kilcher) Ride with the Devil, I felt for the first time like I was inside the head of one of the Missouri Partisans. The particular volume I read contained both novels as well as an author’s preface and an afterword by Lawrence Clayton.  The Native American lore collected by the author and worked into the text was fascinating and comprehensive. I learned much more than I expected from this read. Here are some interesting phrases and quotations:

“A Missouri slapping” – (. p 381 hit with a pistol barrel)

About Geronimo: “it was said he was seen dancing with the mountain “gans,” the spirits” (360).

About the toughness of the Apache warrior: “The Apache warrior could run seventy miles a day, go five days without food. When he drank from a waterhole and slaked his thirst, he filled his mouth with water and after four hours of running, he swallowed it. It carried him fifty more miles without the swelling of his tongue” (358).

About the desert: “The desert brings darkness as it does death, quickly and without warning” (230).

Here’s a good description of the famous Rebel yell: “Laura Lee heard a sound that began low and rose in pitch and volume until it climaxed in a bloodcurdling crescendo of broken screams that brought pimples to her skin. The sound came from teh throat of Josey Wales . . . the Rebel yell of exultation in battle and blood . . . and death. The sound of the scream was as primitive as the man” ( 134)

There were so many other quotations, but perhaps these will pique your interest in reading these fine novels.  I know that in my next collection of historical fiction on the Civil War, at least one story will be about the Missouri partisans.

Josey Wales, Quantrill, Blood Bill Anderson & Others

Missouri Guerrillas and North Texas

One of my favorite movies of all time is Josey Wales. I must have seen it a dozen times. I finally obtained the book the movie was based upon, Gone to Texas by Forrest Carter.  After reading only a few pages, I was reminded of how connected Indian Territory and North Texas (where I lived and where my parents live now)  was to the Confederate Partisans of Missouri.  Evidently, they often made their way here.  To understand these guerrilla fighters, is it important to see them in context. As Carter says in his preface, “Missouri is called the Mother of Outlaws.”  She acquired her title in the aftermath of the Civil War, when bitter men who had fought without benefit of rules in the Border War (a war with a War) could find no place for themselves in a society of old enmities and Reconstruction government . . . Many of them drifted to Texas.”

Carter says that with “muffled horses’ hooves, they would slip through Union lines to cross the Indian Nations on their way to Texas to lick their wounds and regroup. But always they came back” (9).

These men were likely the fiercest fighters in the Confederacy.  They were feared and hated by the Federal (Yankee)  forces, so much that in 1862, General Halleck issued General Order Two: Exterminate the guerrillas of Missouri; shoot them down like animals hang all prisoners.”  This was followed by General Order Eleven which gave orders to arrest the womenfolk, to burn the homes and to depopulate the Missouri counties along the Border of Kansas.

My point is that these fierce Confederates often moved through North Texas and Indian Territory. Quantrill was in Bonham, Bloody Bill Anderson’s men camped outside of Sherman and married a saloon girl from the area, and there’s little doubt that some of the other fighters left a desolate Missouri, moved here to stay and were absorbed by the Red River Valley’s population.  I know that in the Kemp Cemetery there is a grave of a soldier who was in the 6th Missouri. Whether he’s Confederate or Federal, I’m not sure, but I intend to look into it.

If you can obtain a copy of Carter’s book, I think you’ll enjoy it.  It reflects good research and if you like to read westerns, it will stir your heart.

*Correction to an earlier post: I reposted the correct and complete lyrics to Mickey Newbury’s song, “Nights When I Am Sane” on Oct. 19, 2008. I finally obtained the CD it was on. Yesterday, I listened to the song till I was manic. I have these creative episodes now and then in which I temporarily lose my head.

Sands of Aberdeen: A New Music CD by Jed Marum

I’ve reviewed a few of Jed Marum’s CD’s on this blog in previous posts. Jed’s site is here: I believe him to be one of the most talented guitarist and vocalist in the Celtic music world. I’ve listened to hundreds of songs related to the War Between the States, and I believe Marum has also composed some of the finest Civil War music of this age. After listening to Marum’s newest CD production, Sands of Aberdeen, once again I must say that I am impressed with Marum’s musical vision and with the quality of his work  as well as that of the wonderfully talented musicians who work with him. Here’s a little bit of information on this new CD:
The album was recorded in Dallas and in Toronto and was produced by Paul Mills. This has been been a LONESTAR STOUT project and includes Hugh Morrison, Mason Brown, Pete Dawson along with Jed and Jaime Marum and David Shaw. The new album features original and traditional music, a blend of Scottish, Irish and American roots music with a strong Celtic flavor.

I intend to do a few posts on this CD, including posting interviews with the other band members. For today, as I immediately fell in love with the title song of the CD, “Sands of Aberdeen,” a ghost story, I decided to begin with it. Here are the lyrics along with a few of Marum’s notes on the song.

JED MARUM LYRICS:

Sands of Aberdeen, (c) Jed Marum, 2008

Grey and blue while I wait for you
All on the South Breakwater
Overdue how I long for you
I long to see your sail

May the Cold North Sea bring you home to me
I am my mother’s daughter
From that foreign shore, frozen Labrador
Home to Cruden Bay

CHO: Every night I hear your footsteps
Climbing up my stair
You kiss my cheek and I awaken
I speak your name
But you’re not there

Time wears away
Wearing day by day
Are you still among the living?
Months have been
Since you should have seen
The sands of Aberdeen

Time wears away
Still I wait and pray
Along the South Breakwater
I watch for you
How I long for you
I long for your embrace

Notes: I used a diary of a Scottish sailor and fisherman who sailed with his crew from England in the 1830s to form the back story for this song. They would fish and trap for furs in Labrador each season. They’d wait for the sea ice to break up in the spring, then set up camp for the summer. Ships in those days didn’t always return home, and sometimes those left behind in Scotland and the UK would never have a clue what happened to their loved ones who sailed away to the new world. I wondered how the young wife of a sea captain from Aberdeen might feel while facing the likely loss of her husband to the frozen Labrador shores or the unforgiving North Atlantic.
You can find more information on Jed Marum, his music, CD’s, and order this newest release, The Sands of Aberdeen here:

Here is a photo of Jed:

Jed Marum at Chicago Gaelic Park Irish Fest