Youmans (pronounced like 'yeoman' with an 's' added)
is the best-kept secret among contemporary American writers.
--John Wilson, editor, Books and Culture

Thursday, December 08, 2011

Train on the way--

The pre-order period has now begun...

A Death at the White Camellia Orphanage tells of a young boy's travels through the black heart of Depression America and his search for light both metaphorical and real. Writing with a controlled lyrical passion, Marly Youmans has crafted the finest, and the truest period novel I’ve read in years. 
                --Lucius Shepard



13 comments:

  1. "Like." :)--Julie

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  2. Lovely Marly! I'm afraid I'm a bit short on cash right now. I will have to wait a bit before ordering this or other books. But I hope you do well!

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  3. Pre-ordered - and eager to read!

    This I have been looking forward to.

    Congratulations on the publication, Marly!

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  4. Good to see you are still at it Marly. Hope all is well your side of the pond. You may like my latest post about Literary sculpture though I feel sorry for the books! Life goes on here!

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  5. Paul,

    What a good fellow you are... Now go write some music! (Falala etc.)

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  6. Robert,

    Oh, I know what you mean! I shall go look at your examples... after child no. 3 is on the bus.

    I have a wreath made out of discarded books that one of my visitors here sent--so fun.

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  7. Peculiar thing, Marly. Why does Amazon UK have this book but not Amazon US?

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  8. Look again. It is there...

    But I noticed yesterday that it didn't pop up under my name, so I went to "author central" and added it to my page. So it should come up either way soon.

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  9. So in other words, until the change is accepted, you probably have to search on the title...

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Alas, I must once again remind large numbers of Chinese salesmen and other worldwide peddlers that if they fall into the Gulf of Spam, they will be eaten by roaming Balrogs. The rest of you, lovers of grace, poetry, and horses (nod to Yeats--you do not have to be fond of horses), feel free to leave fascinating missives and curious arguments.