I am a reader.
I believe I was born with a book in my hands and in all the years since have never put it down.
Reading is as much a part of my life as breathing and I cannot imagine a whole day passing without me spending between one and three hours – in spurts of five minutes here and10 minutes there – reading something or other.
For the past 15 years or so I have read very few fiction books. Most of the books I read relate to the work I do and other topics of interest to me such as human behavior, psychology, neuroscience, economics, math, business, management and other books of the genre. In other words, the type of books that would place most people deeply into a coma.
I read about two books each week as well as half a dozen magazines I subscribe to. I can’t help it. I’m an addict.
A few weeks ago my wife Gimalle and I were in Vancouver attending my niece’s wedding. While there I met for coffee with my long-time friend, Robert French.
Robert and I have known each other for some 30 years and by our best guess, it had been some 12 or so years since last we met.
A few years ago Robert turned his attention to writing and has self-published two detective novels – whodunits.
He was kind enough to give me a copy of each of his books and I agreed – perhaps more out of friendship than desire – to read them. My expectation was that I would fulfill my obligation to him, read the two books and that would be that.
I began reading the first book – Junkie – as the plane began backing away from the ramp in Vancouver and didn’t put it down until I was required to do so in order to disembark from the plane after it landed in Calgary.
I couldn’t wait to get home and continue following the adventures of Cal Rogan, a Big City Dick, turned drug addict turned detective turned … you just have to read it for yourself to find out.
My friend Robert – to my absolute delight – is a master story-teller who has the unique ability to weave a complex tale in a fashion that makes it easy to follow and keeps the reader engaged to the point where, even when you are so tired you can barely keep your eyes open, closing the book becomes a difficult challenge.
Robert cost me several hours of much needed sleep.
I devoured Junkie in two days and eagerly blazed through his second book, Oboe, before the end of the week.
I felt myself becoming a part of the story. I found myself wandering the streets of Vancouver alongside his characters. I felt the pain of the victims and the anger of their friends.
I am not writing this blog as a means of promoting the work of a friend. I so thoroughly enjoyed both books that the purpose of this blog is to share my thorough enjoyment of Robert’s work in the hope that you will treat yourselves to the wonderful experience of escaping into a very cleverly crafted drama that will delight and surprise you and leave you cursing Robert for not having yet completed book number three.
Both Junkie and Oboe are available in paperback or Ebook from www.amazon.com
Buy them today and send me a Thank You tomorrow.
Till we read again.
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