{"id":71,"date":"2015-11-24T21:16:28","date_gmt":"2015-11-25T02:16:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.durkota.net\/?p=71"},"modified":"2015-11-28T10:01:20","modified_gmt":"2015-11-28T15:01:20","slug":"book-review-the-dead-dance-faster-by-julie-ann-hacker","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/durkota.net\/?p=71","title":{"rendered":"Book Review: The Dead Dance Faster by Julie Ann Hacker"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I was not certain what to expect from either a \u201creligious mystery\u201d or a \u201creligious thriller.\u201d I was intrigued and lulled as the story unfolded, slowly drawing me into the complex intersection of memory and perception. It was story about lost innocence, partially repressed memories, memories that should have been repressed, and, ultimately, how those memories distort over time, sometimes becoming clearer, sometimes murkier. A line that resonated with me for quite a while: \u201cHistory wants to teach me something, serendipitously begging me to learn.\u201d Jael had much to learn, and yes, of course there was a mystery to solve and some thrills along the way.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.durkota.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/11\/DDF.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-72 alignright\" src=\"https:\/\/www.durkota.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/11\/DDF-195x300.jpg\" alt=\"DDF\" width=\"195\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/durkota.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/11\/DDF-195x300.jpg 195w, https:\/\/durkota.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/11\/DDF.jpg 324w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 195px) 100vw, 195px\" \/><\/a>Julie Ann Hacker penned a subtle and effective plot to propel the story. She made deft use of a journal to provide detail and depth both to the story and to her main character, Jael. I have seen similar devices overused or misused in the past, but not so here. Hacker also delivered some haunting imagery that made me stop dead, re-read, highlight, and read again. A bible as a step stool, a pleasantly repeated image of brown paper bags, and some downright creepy family photos, just to name a few.<\/p>\n<p>A few of my favorite lines:<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>\u201cHis words melt into a sad, lonely puddle at my feet. And now I want to wallow in them\u2026\u201d<\/li>\n<li>\u201c\u2026I wanted to kiss him to stop his lips from shaking, like Grandpa kissed me when I was upset, but I didn\u2019t have to, Robbie\u2019s lips just stopped.\u201d<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p>Bottom line: <em>The Dead Dance Faster<\/em> is well written, evocative, and highly recommended.<\/p>\n<p>Follow Julie Ann Hacker on twitter (<a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/JulieAnnHacker\">@JulieAnnHacker<\/a>) and visit her website (<a href=\"http:\/\/www.julieannhacker.com\/\">julieannhacker.com<\/a>)<\/p>\n\n<div class=\"twitter-share\"><a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/intent\/tweet?via=durk13\" class=\"twitter-share-button\">Tweet<\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I was not certain what to expect from either a \u201creligious mystery\u201d or a \u201creligious thriller.\u201d I was intrigued and lulled as the story unfolded, slowly drawing me into the complex intersection of memory and perception. It was story about lost innocence, partially repressed memories, memories that should have been repressed, and, ultimately, how those [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-71","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-book-review"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/durkota.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/71","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/durkota.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/durkota.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/durkota.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/durkota.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=71"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/durkota.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/71\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":74,"href":"https:\/\/durkota.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/71\/revisions\/74"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/durkota.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=71"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/durkota.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=71"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/durkota.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=71"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}