Every once in a while, I read a book that makes me think, laugh and nod with every turn of the page. I’m usually the one who picks out such book, but with The Feedstore Chronicles, I must thank Debra from She Who Seeks for the adventure.
Travis Erwin’s book is adventure about life, laughter, livestock and of Snuggles, too. The latter is a pooch that proves nature can have the nastiest sense of humor.
Its comicality is not the only reason why I like The Feedstore Chronicles so much—the endless sacks of laughter did help me enjoy it, though. However,Travis Erwin won me over because his words took me to a world I would have never experienced otherwise. And you know what? I had a blast while I explored his bit of Texas. I delight in fiction that makes my belly hurt with laughter. And when the storytelling is weaved with reality, I just love the result.
Here are a couple of quotes that made me look like a happy fool, in the train, because I couldn’t stop roaring while reading (say the last 3 words 13 times fast):
“Pearls was the redneck equivalent of Starbucks. However, our coffee was the kind of dark, smelly fare that only men would drink, and I’m pretty sure they only drank it to prove the potency of their testosterone. I’m talking about the kind of coffee that makes a person growl after every swallow. The kind of coffee that grows gills when left on overnight. Or sprouts legs over a long weekend. The kind of coffee that Darwin loves, and theologians fear. Never mind putting hair on your chest, the feedstore java put hair on your tongue.” Evolutionism, caffeine and creationism, what’s not to love?
|I borrowed this lovely coffee monster from I See .JPEGS Animate.|
And there is philosophy, too; for “Confucius say, man with hole in pocket, feel cocky.” Suffice to say, Doyles’s pockets were holier than Billy Graham and Mother Teresa combined. Doyle didn’t simply feel cocky, he had a stranglehold on cocky. He grabbed it with both hands, stroked it, and shouted, “Danger! I piss on thee.” Doyle is one of those archetypal characters I love to hate, and will never forget. Travis, the main character in the tale, is lively, honest, and witty, and owns a heart that barely fits in his overgrown young adult frame. Grab a copy; you might just enjoy it as much as I did.Care to share a title that surprised you in the best of ways, my Wicked Luv?
And not that I think you would forget, but here it is anyway.
Give our good old Earth Mother an extra tight hug,
today, and tomorrow, and after that, too.
|Borrowed from SeaWayBlog|