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Friday, May 2, 2014

Blog Tour/Review - The Atheist's Prayer by Amy R. Biddle

Dark Comedy / Contemporary
Date Published: February 28, 2014

    After a solar eclipse, nineteen people were found dead in a remote area of the California National Forest. They were lying in a circle, holding hands and wearing plastic fairy wings. 
Years later, on the other side of the country, no one in the southern city of Jefferson is concerned about fairies or fairy-worshiping suicide cults. Except for Candy. She might not have proof, but she’s damn sure it’s going to happen again. 
The problem is, Candy is a coke-dealing stripper and the only person who will listen to her is an alcoholic mall Santa named Hank, who’s only listening because, well…she’s hot. 
There are seven days until the next eclipse.


AN EXCERPT FROM KEVIN: the seven-year-old

“Oh, my God,” said his mother when she picked him up. “What happened?” The car smelled of new textbooks, and there was a pile of them on the backseat.
“I don’t think the boys at school liked my clothes,” said Kevin. This was true. It wasn’t why they were all muddy, but he was sure no one liked them.
“Did they hurt you? Do you want me to talk to someone?” she asked.
“Luna made them go away,” he said.
“Hunter’s daughter, from church?”
Kevin nodded.
“Well, that was nice of her. Maybe she felt bad for tripping you. Still, if it happens again I’m going to say something.”
Kevin hoped she would say something about letting him wear jeans, but they merged onto the highway in silence. Kevin watched the white dotted lines on the road as they were sucked under the car.
“What did you learn in school today?” she asked, finally breaking the silence.
“We came from monkeys,” he said after some thought.
“Oh, no,” said his mother, shaking her head.
“E-vo-loo-shun!” He sounded out the word, feeling smart.
“Sweetie…” she started. But Kevin was already on a roll. He had learned a lot, he realized.
“And, I’m a bass-turd,” he said. “Because I don’t know my daddy.”
“That's a bad word, Kevin!” she snapped.

Kevin felt guilty but he didn't know why. He also wasn't sure why his mother’s face was so red or why she stopped the car on the side of the interstate. Traffic was whizzing by and Kevin could feel the energy deep in his bones.

Review

It took me bit to get what was going on - I was confused in the beginning but when you get past the introduction of the characters along with their back story...the had me in stitches....part was dark comedy but holy hell - I had me some laughs to end all laughs.  

Some of the crap which was said and insinuated in this story had me scratching my head and thinking "wow...you know what? That does make a lot of sense."

If you are looking for a funny read to get your mind wondering and debating about religion and morals....then this is definitely the book for  you!!

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About the Author

Born and raised in the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia, Amy now spends half of her life at sea and the other half wherever the hell she pleases. An avid traveler and dangerous daydreamer, she is most at home when surrounded by the Blue Ridge Mountains or the great blue sea. In her spare time, Amy co-runs Underground Book Reviews, a website dedicated to finding and reviewing quality, independent novels. Her short fiction and poetry has been published by a smattering of online publications including Every Day Fiction and Revolt Daily. 

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