Today, a woman gave DooRFrame Books a small donation for a signed copy of AFTER JEWEL; and I am so appreciative. As usual, my fav part was signing the copy to her.
On Sunday, because my house was without internet, my son and I drove to our local Atlanta Bread Company only to find it closed. So we continued on to Panera Bread, settled on a table with an electrical plug along the wall. While my son got his computer running, I strolled to the front to buy a cup of coffee and get a glass of water. While getting the water at the drink station, a woman approached me. Frankly I don’t remember what she said first only that her words had something to do with finding a “peaceful” location to — here I became confused — sit and have coffee or perhaps find a place to stay that would also be “peaceful.” I was bewildered. Then she said, “You are obviously spiritual…” and she added something beyond this but I was standing with hot coffee in one hand, a glass of water in the other and my wallet tucked under my arm against my side. She continued, and I suggested a bed and breakfast near the middle school my daughter attended years ago. At some point, the woman repeated “you are obviously spiritual” and that the numbers of the highways “were meaningful” to her — one highway number was her birthday, another her birth year and so on. She indicated that God had brought her here. While she spoke, I decided to direct her to a nearby abbey where the monks take a vow of silence.
“A great place for a spiritual retreat,” I told her.
She smiled, her eyes gleaming — literally.
Finally I gestured that I needed to take the water to my son and get the hot coffee out of my hand. She followed me to a table next to my son. We sat down and chatted about the abbey and the monks as well as about her views on the church.
The church — the conclusion of our talk was a realization that the church — not the body of Christ but the man-made institution — is a lonely place because God is missing from it.
“He’s left, hasn’t He?” I asked her, almost making a statement.
At any rate, over the next ten minutes, we discuss my novels. She wants to support me, she says. And so, I tell her that most of my novels are in the back of my car in a box if she’s really interested. Turns out she really is. So, I bring her METAL MAN WALKING and also show her AFTER JEWEL which is the one she settles on.
Hmm — does God work in mysterious ways? He certainly did Sunday morning.
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AFTER JEWEL by Carley Eason Evans
I published AFTER JEWEL on Christmas Day, 2013 — almost immediately made some corrections and re-published it a few days later — I’ve had very positive feedback from the few who’ve read the novel, but several comments about my main character have bothered me. I won’t tell — don’t worry. Spoilers drive me crazy.
However, I will say that I read through AFTER JEWEL Thursday night and Friday morning ( it’s a short book ) and I did get bogged down in one spot that a reader mentioned, but the feelings toward the main character elude me.
I would say more, but then my comments would indeed spoil the book for anyone who might pick it up for a quick, satisfying read.
I discovered the novel works for me, still.
Today I hear from behind me a faint comment, “I liked your book very much.”
I turn, come back. “Oh you did.”
“Yes.” A smile.
As usual, I beg a review on Goodreads or Amazon.com.
Then I ask about one of my main characters – how the reader felt about her? Did she like her? My reader hesitates. She doesn’t say that she doesn’t like her, just that the character is rather — “angry maybe.”
Yes. Yes. That makes sense. She’s angry for various reasons, all of them legitimate.
4.0 out of 5 stars After Jewel, A Tale of Two “Jewels.”, March 1, 2014
This review is from: After Jewel (Paperback)
After Jewel is the author’s fourth book. To be totally honest, it is my least favorite of the four. That being said, I still liked it, as it frequently reminded me of Grapes of Wrath. There is, in some of the chapters, a great portrayal of a simpler time. A time when children were required to be stronger; a time when automobiles were the exception, rather than the rule; a time when eight grades of school met in one classroom.As Jewel begins, it is apparent that something odd is going on. We find Jules under the house with her Grandpa, “Pop,” watching him fix some plumbing. Her Grandmother, Jewel, died when she was around eight months old (I believe). But even at the age of five years old, Jules (nickname for Julia Lynn), hears an odd voice inside her head; a voice that, at times, can be rather intrusive.As the story unfolds, we get a few chapters of Jewel’s (the grandmother) life, beginning with her childhood. It is in these portions of the book that I’m reminded of Grapes, especially when Jewel, her husband, and her son, decided to move to Texas for work during the depression. Then we get a few chapters of the life of Jules, always being distracted by this voice in her head.
I’m not sure how I’m supposed to feel, but I don’t like Jewel (the grandmother, not the book), at least the Jewel that is inside Jules’s head. She is selfish and demanding. Almost mean at times. I do like Jules (the granddaughter), and have to say that I was mildly disappointed at the ending, which I will not spoil here.
After Jewel is a good read, but, as I said earlier, not my favorite of this author’s work.
Today I sold 2 copies of my new novel AFTER JEWEL. Once again, thoroughly enjoyed signing each to my reader.
Later, heard a wonderful review of THE EIGHT-FOOT BOY. The man said he read it in “three days which is not like me.” He continued, “I really like this one a lot. I don’t know; I related to it. But I do like METAL MAN WALKING too.”
So gratifying to hear.
Sold 2 copies of AFTER JEWEL on Createspace yesterday.
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