Smoke City

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Smoke City really surprised me! I wasn’t so into it at first– the switching perspectives and snippets of newspaper and other media didn’t make it easy to get into the story– but I really connected with it emotionally by the end.

Specters are appearing all of the Los Angeles areas. These “smokes” only last for a few minutes. While they can be startling, they mostly just seem lost.

Meet Marvin– he remembers each and every one of his past lives, and they’ve all been horrible. He’s cursed to live a doomed life over and over again because he lit the fire that killed Joan of Arc. When a girl pops up on TV claiming that Joan has been reincarnated in her body, Marvin needs to meet her.

Then there’s Mike– he was once a great American artist, but his alcoholism has driven away his success, his talent, and his wife. Now he’s working at a fast food restaurant, destroying gallery windows in Portland, and generally spiraling out of control. When he hears that Candice, his now ex-wife who never quite gave up on helping him, has died, he needs to get to LA to her funeral.

And finally, Casper– he just wants to make a TV show about the smokes.

These three go on an unlikely road trip to LA, but what they really find is redemption. Keith Rosson’s “Smoke City” surprised me in its emotional depth. Even the detours (which to be clear, I am generally not a fan of) to characters like Brophy add up to something unique and special.

Want to read it for yourself?!Β  Here’s a giveaway!Β  (You can also win and Amazon gift card, so I’d follow that link!)

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