“Loved your book…..from beginning to end!”
re: THE EIGHT-FOOT BOY
F. D. S. P.
“Carley, I am loving your book! I will write a review at the end. You truly have a gift of writing.”
— F.D.S.P —
Re: THE EIGHT-FOOT BOY
“A wonderful book!”
– A.D. –
re: THE EIGHT-FOOT BOY
I don’t know why I cross my fingers sometimes. I did so tonight when I checked Createspace to see if perhaps I’d sold another book this week. Lo and behold, I did! I sold another copy of THE EIGHT-FOOT BOY earlier in the week. Now I only need one more sale this month to get paid the royalties owed to me at the end of next month.
After a late morning lunch of Chicken Satay and Jasmine tea, my friend and I went to the local wine bar and enjoyed several half-glasses of white and red wines. Then, we parted company. Walking back to my car, I spotted a sign outside a local clothing shop with chalk words “Book Signing Today.” I strolled in to greet the author, and speak to him.
He wasn’t selling his novels today, but a coffee table (gift) book of his articles from years of writing for the local newspaper. I’m not much interested in this kind of work, so I took his card. And he bought a copy of THE EIGHT-FOOT BOY which I signed. I still love doing that – signing my novel is so much fun.
Happy Reading, everyone!
The Eight-Foot Boy
by Carley Eason Evans
Jeff Bickley’s review Jul 18, 13
4 of 5 stars
Read from July 13 to 17, 2013
** spoiler alert ** In The Eight-Foot Boy, we follow the early life of young Tim Holden. Not Timothy, just Tim. Tim is born a bit longer than the normal baby, and continues to be taller than anyone else his age. By the time he graduates college, he is taller than anyone. He is also extremely intelligent. He graduates college at the age of 14, after spending the majority of this schooling being tutored by Scott Flanders.
In truth, it’s a delightful (sometimes scary) story about the relationship between a boy and his tutor who becomes his best friend. Scott becomes a father-figure to Tim, mostly because his real father is a pompous jerk.
Most interesting to me, is the effect music has on Tim. At one point in the story, he finds an old record player and some vinyl records. When he plays the records, the music literally knocks him down. Yet he finds great pleasure in music, even stating that it is the only thing that makes him happy. We leave Tim at college graduation, wondering what happens next. Satisfied, yet not quite.
Today, someone bought a copy of THE EIGHT-FOOT BOY on Amazon.com.
I sold 2 copies of THE EIGHT-FOOT BOY today. One person paid me $16; the other didn’t pay me (at all)… Life is such a trade-off, isn’t it? I so appreciate the person who paid me more than I asked; and the person who misunderstood me and who was misunderstood by me as well.
At any rate, happy reading!