Athol Dickson
Autor(a) de River Rising
About the Author
Athol Dickson is the chairman of D&E Architecture and Design, Inc., in Dallas
Image credit: Photo Courtesy of Bethany House Publishers
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Obras por Athol Dickson
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Conhecimento Comum
- Nome canónico
- Dickson, Athol
- Nome legal
- Dickson, Athol
- Data de nascimento
- 1955
- Sexo
- male
- Nacionalidade
- USA
- País (no mapa)
- USA
- Locais de residência
- California, USA
- Prémios e menções honrosas
- Christy Award
Audie Award
Fatal error: Call to undefined function isLitsy() in /var/www/html/inc_magicDB.php on line 425- Athol Dickson is a novelist, teacher, and independent publisher. His novels transcend description with a literary style that blends magical realism, suspense, and a strong sense of spirituality. Critics have favorably compared his work to such diverse authors as Octavia Butler (Publisher's Weekly ), Hermann Hesse (The New York Journal of Books) and Flannery O'Connor ( The New York Times). One of his novels, River Rising, is an Audie Award winner, and three have won Christy Awards. His most recent novel, The Opposite Of Art, is a mystical story about pride, passion, and murder as a spiritual pursuit. Athol’s next release will be a “Christy award collection” of his four best selling novels, updated and with new forewords. Each of the novels was a Christy finalist. Athol lives with his wife in southern California.
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Every hidden thing por Athol Dickson
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I received a free copy of this novel in exchange for my honest review. Malcolm Cutter’s wife was murdered 7 months ago. They were both given a cocktail of drugs hidden in their food. This caused Hailey to jump off a cliff and Malcolm spent the last seven month in a sanitarium with drug induced madness. He’s finally well enough to return home. Unfortunately, it doesn’t feel like home anymore and no one is hiring him to chauffeur or bodyguard, since his last client committed suicide and he lost his mind. Suddenly a Guatemalan politician hires him to investigate the kidnapping of a Dona Elena Montes and the subsequent murder of her first husband Toledo. That’s when all hell breaks loose, someone is trying to kill him and set him up. Has he gotten too close? Now he’s wondering if his wife’s unsolved murder has something to do with this as well. Will he find out before he himself gets killed?
Wow, what an awesome book. There was nonstop action throughout! I loved the fact that the author did not have any sex scenes or swearing throughout the book. It was a fast paced thrill ride, with quite a unique cast of characters. This was a fantastic mystery novel with many twists. This is certainly one of the most enjoyable novels I’ve read this year.
… (mais)
Wow, what an awesome book. There was nonstop action throughout! I loved the fact that the author did not have any sex scenes or swearing throughout the book. It was a fast paced thrill ride, with quite a unique cast of characters. This was a fantastic mystery novel with many twists. This is certainly one of the most enjoyable novels I’ve read this year.
… (mais)
Rating: 3.5* of five
The Publisher Says: Thirteen years after Vera Gamble's little brother ran away from their Texas home, his body washes ashore on the remote island of Winter Haven, Maine. Vera goes to claim the corpse and discovers the impossible: her brother hasn't aged a day since last she saw him. Determined to uncover what happened, she is confronted by unearthly fog, disturbing locals, and stories of lost colonies and a vengeful witch.
Beyond the forest where no creature dares to live, her only hope is the mysterious owner of a dilapidated mansion on a rocky cliff. But will this solitary man assist her, or is Vera Gamble doomed to disappear forever into yet another Winter Haven legend?
I RECEIVED AN ARC FROM THE PUBLISHER. THANK YOU.
My Review: In my ongoing, possibly misguided, quest not to die above the neck before I do below it, I asked Bethany House for an ARC of this author's latest (in 2008) christian-themed mystery. I don't know why they said yes, but they did, and then I never reviewed it. Sinful wicked shame on me!
There was a time in the early Aughts that I made a concerted effort to believe in the whole christian malarkey-fest. (I was pursuing a most callipygian, but Jesusy, guy.) It was a complete and abject failure on every level, since he didn't give up the goodies despite my going to church with him! The nerve! But I found some very interesting books....
Supernatural shenanigans? Teased; not delivered. Much depends on the voice the author creates when reading a first-person narrative. Vera Gamble is a ninny, the spit-and-image of a Mary Sue. Hanging the story on her was not satisfying. The death of her brother seems to me to be a weirdly xianized form of fridging. The entire story resolves into an address to the Problem of Evil. It is, as I am sure you've already twigged by now, utterly unconvincing as such. (I've never read anything, even straight-out apologetics, that resolve the Problem of Evil.)
There is a great deal of cartoonishly overstated Wickedness imputed to the townspeople of Winter Haven. It is, peculiarly enough, this over-egging of the pudding that gave me the "in" to this book's successful level: Gothic fiction is heightened, exaggerated, and therein its charm. It's a feature, not a bug, of the Gothic tropes that they're over every kind and sort of top. Without that the story would collapse under the weight of its silliness. Once I got that spark to light the brain-fuse I began to enjoy myself. I read the christianizing bits as irony, though they were decidedly not meant that way. It gave me a way to derive enjoyment from what was otherwise a truly dreary slog.… (mais)
The Publisher Says: Thirteen years after Vera Gamble's little brother ran away from their Texas home, his body washes ashore on the remote island of Winter Haven, Maine. Vera goes to claim the corpse and discovers the impossible: her brother hasn't aged a day since last she saw him. Determined to uncover what happened, she is confronted by unearthly fog, disturbing locals, and stories of lost colonies and a vengeful witch.
Beyond the forest where no creature dares to live, her only hope is the mysterious owner of a dilapidated mansion on a rocky cliff. But will this solitary man assist her, or is Vera Gamble doomed to disappear forever into yet another Winter Haven legend?
I RECEIVED AN ARC FROM THE PUBLISHER. THANK YOU.
My Review: In my ongoing, possibly misguided, quest not to die above the neck before I do below it, I asked Bethany House for an ARC of this author's latest (in 2008) christian-themed mystery. I don't know why they said yes, but they did, and then I never reviewed it. Sinful wicked shame on me!
There was a time in the early Aughts that I made a concerted effort to believe in the whole christian malarkey-fest. (I was pursuing a most callipygian, but Jesusy, guy.) It was a complete and abject failure on every level, since he didn't give up the goodies despite my going to church with him! The nerve! But I found some very interesting books....
Supernatural shenanigans? Teased; not delivered. Much depends on the voice the author creates when reading a first-person narrative. Vera Gamble is a ninny, the spit-and-image of a Mary Sue. Hanging the story on her was not satisfying. The death of her brother seems to me to be a weirdly xianized form of fridging. The entire story resolves into an address to the Problem of Evil. It is, as I am sure you've already twigged by now, utterly unconvincing as such. (I've never read anything, even straight-out apologetics, that resolve the Problem of Evil.)
There is a great deal of cartoonishly overstated Wickedness imputed to the townspeople of Winter Haven. It is, peculiarly enough, this over-egging of the pudding that gave me the "in" to this book's successful level: Gothic fiction is heightened, exaggerated, and therein its charm. It's a feature, not a bug, of the Gothic tropes that they're over every kind and sort of top. Without that the story would collapse under the weight of its silliness. Once I got that spark to light the brain-fuse I began to enjoy myself. I read the christianizing bits as irony, though they were decidedly not meant that way. It gave me a way to derive enjoyment from what was otherwise a truly dreary slog.… (mais)
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