Monday, June 4, 2012

Book Debut - Blood Bonds by Levi Montgomery

Blood Bonds Launch





How many of us go our entire lives and never see the evil that waits for us
under our skins, behind the thin veneer of neckties and fingernail polish?

On June 5th, 2012, author Levi Montgomery launches his latest novel of 
literary fiction, 
Blood Bonds.


Levi’s work spans genre lines from YA to adult literature and touches on coming
of age themes that appeal to readers of all ages. Love, self-acceptance, dark and
edgy Christian fiction, violence and fear are all explored in his books. With a touch
of literary fiction and a raw edginess, he writes in a distinct voice that is hard to
categorize but worth taking the time to get to know.

“I vow never to take my blood brother’s woman…”
“…and I vow never to leave him in trouble…”
“…and I vow never to take anything of his…”
“…and I vow never to lie to him…”
“…so help me God.”

Immortality is the birthright of youth.

The young are going to live forever, and they know it. When you’re young, you
can cut your hand with a dirty piece of bottle glass from the town dump, and it’s
okay, because you’re going to live forever. There will be no pain and no blood. There
will be no regrets. You can lie to your best friend, you can steal the very substance of
his dreams, and pay no price, because you’re immortal.
When the shadow finally sweeps you up in its slow omnipotent crawl, it is not
life that you are leaving behind. It is youth. It is the immortality of belief, of knowing
that you can cut your hand, you can kiss a girl, you can steal from your blood brother
and never pay a price.

Get Blood Bonds on Amazon on June 5th.
Find out more about this author and his work at http://levimontgomery.com


Here's an Excerpt:



Standing back away from the blinds, almost hiding, Lucy watches his truck until she can no
longer see the early sun flashing from the pitted chrome. She moves to the back door, the
last of the morning’s coffee in her hand. She needs to clean the kitchen, do the dishes, make
bread. Get the eggs in, turn the compost, hoe the eager weeds from the garden. She needs to
go shopping. She needs to do all that, but first, she needs to stand here and gaze down the
long gravel road into her childhood.
There was a time when things were simple. When life was friends and games and school,
when even school was mostly the playground. There was a long, easy time of climbing
trees and playing monkeys, chasing each other through the dusty leaves and the bitter green
cherries. Then she looked down and saw Denny gazing up at her like there was something
he wanted, something on a pedestal he could never climb high enough to reach, and life
changed in that moment.
She decided, late that night, the night of the day that she’d seen Denny watching her, to
start a diary, and she carefully cut all the used pages out of a spiral notebook from school.
She wrote “My Diary” on the front cover, and embellished it with hearts and flowers and a
pony’s head, and then she put it in her top dresser drawer until she could decide on the best
way to say “I saw Denny Martin watching me today, and something woke up.” She never
did decide, and the “diary” got thrown away empty a long time later, but over the years since
then, she’s picked and worried at that one entry a thousand times, and never gotten it any
better. I saw Denny Martin watching me today, and something woke up.
At three in the morning on her first day as Mrs Dennis Martin, knowing no other way to
voice the joy and fulfillment that had become her life in those moments the day before, she
sat in the bathroom and sobbed as silently as she could, smiling so hard it hurt, the most
joyous pain she’d ever felt. Mrs Dennis Martin. Lucy Martin. Lucy Springer Martin. Lucille
Ball Springer Martin, actually, and she’d sworn him to secrecy three times in a row before
she told him her middle name.
And now, nearly thirty years later, she still feels both, the pain and the joy, the longing and
the fulfillment, every moment of every day. All she wanted, all she needed, was him, and
all she wants and needs now is for him to be happy. There is no belief in her that a woman
needs a man in any magic way, or that no unmarried woman can be happy or complete or
fulfilled, only that she needed him, only that she could never be all of herself until he was half
of her.
She begins to stack the dishes, running water, squirting soap, watching the tiny bubbles float
in the strong light through the window. She stands there, not washing, not scrubbing, just
watching the bubbles rise like prayers in the silent house.


Gardening always calms her. It centers her, it reminds her of everything she’s ever loved, of
why we’re here, of how our days are supposed to pass. Except today. Today her eyebrows
keep drawing together, today her jaw keeps tightening. Today, the hoe loses its rhythmic
scuffle and begins to chop angrily. Halfway through each row, she has to stop and breathe.
She has to stop and pray.
Midway through the afternoon, she suddenly lays her hoe aside and heads for the house,
walking fast, scrubbing her hands on the seat of her jeans. She ransacks the pantry with no
particular thought in mind except make it nice, her face pressed together in something close
to pain, something damp and edgy. She finds the last of her dried apples, vacuum-packed in
glass jars, and a tiny smile dawns in the storm of her face.
Flour, sugar, cinnamon, allspice, butter, her mind calls out, answering itself check, check, check, check,
check. Pork and potatoes and salad, and dried-apple pie, and she’ll wear that new dress, the


red one he liked so much he couldn’t wait to get it off of her. A stack of 70’s rock on the
CD changer and cranked loud, the house smelling of pie crust and pork roast, she begins to
dust.




Check out the author on his website : http://www.levimontgomery.com/index.php/about-2/
You can also find him on Twitter



2 comments:

Suko said...

Welcome back, Natalie! Thanks for sharing this excerpt from the new book.

Laurel-Rain Snow said...

It's great to see you blogging again, Natalie...and this excerpt was wonderful! I'm adding this book to my list!

Thanks for sharing.