“The Blue Jar, Marta Pelrine Bacon’s debut novel will be released to the world on October 12th as an e-book and published by Plum Tree Books. Fans of the quirky and off-beat will love this atmospheric, psychological tale of revenge and obsession with its unexpected twists and turns. Lake Belle, reminiscent of Twin Peaks set in the deep American South, provides the atmospheric setting for this thrilling psycho-drama with its underlying theme of weird justice. Is it magic? Or is something else at work?
Marta says, “I grew up on a long stretch of road in central Florida. My house faced a lake big enough to have an island in the middle. Florida was a perfect place to develop my interest in sharp objects and shadowy places. That’s why I write stories with odd twists, turns and edges.”
Perhaps Marta’s background explains why her characters are edgy and well-drawn. Her style is understated, and the overall mood and atmosphere of her story depicts 80’s social commentary on quintessentially small-town attitudes towards women, sex, and the hypocrisy of Catholicism.
Readers will be unable to put this novel down. The novel will be launched on Facebook. The launch will have a distinctively party style with music from the 80’s, giveaways, conversation with the author, publisher and much more.
When I was a little girl (a very, very long time ago), I used to love learning new, really big words like ‘discombobulate’. As I grew, my love of words grew too, until I loved them so much, I could not stop writing them down.
One day, as I was scribbling a particular word, a very peculiar thing happened. The word shouted at me, “Stop! Don’t put me there!” As you can imagine, I was shocked and nearly fell off my chair. When I recovered somewhat, I said to the word, “Could you stop shouting, please? I am not used to it.”
Can you guess what happened next? No! I thought not. The word said, “I might be small, but I will misbehave if you do not use me properly. I will not tell the story you would like me to tell. I will say something entirely different!”
I dropped my pen. I hoped that by dropping my pen, the word would stop talking. Alas! It did not. It carried on chitterchobbling, even after the ink had dried. I was in a pickle. I could not allow my words to run away with my story, now could I?
I don’t know about you, but when this sort of thing happens, there is only one thing left to do if you prefer not to spend your time arguing. “Very well,” said I. “I will do as you ask if you will just be quiet and allow me to concentrate.”
Since that day, I have been paying special attention to every word I invite into my stories. After all, a story should say exactly what it means to say and not be led astray.
With love from Dr. Niamh,
Ph.D in Learning Through The Imagination and Founder of Dr Niamh Children's Books. www.drniamhchildrensbooks.com