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A review by donnaeve
Blacktop Wasteland by S.A. Cosby
5.0
Five high octane stars!
I think it was somewhere around page 100, (and this wasn't a bad thing - still very interesting) author S.A. Cosby stepped on the gas and from then on, barely took his foot off. Only a bit of braking and then whoosh, the narrative sped along and I swear there were sirens woo-wooing, the squeal of rubber tires, and blue lights flashing in my bedroom as I read this energizing story.
There was so much to love, and now I've caught my breath, it's like I want to get all breathless again talking about Cosby's story. I loved some of his metaphors. The plot was tight.
Beauregard needs money. He's got a family, and two boys who need the things growing boys need, a daughter who wants to go to college. He runs an auto-mechanic shop, but thanks to Precision, they're taking all his business. The crickets are busier in "Bug's" shop than he and his cousin, Kelvin are.
Bug has been in trouble in the past. His daddy disappeared on them when he was a kid, and he has, rightly or wrongly, put the man on a pedestal even while he mostly brought them trouble. Bug is sure he's cut out to be just like his father. Bad = Bug. And so far, he's trying to balance his two selves. The bad Bug, the good Bug. But. Debts. On top of everything, his auto-mechanic's shop rent is due - past due actually, and his mama's assisted living is about to boot her out due to a snafu in Medicare.
Yeah boy. Problems. So an opportunity comes by way of somebody he ought to know better than to trust. Good ole Ronnie and Reggie Sessions, two a**backwards thinking winners, I mean losers. But, Bug needs to do something. Off they go. They're in the money! It gets sprinkled where it needs to and puts out the immediate fires. Only, then it goes bad. Then it gets worse. Then it gets EVEN worse. And you wonder how in the world can any one man stand it? You will have to read to figure out all that happens.
I wish there was a way to hook up a reader to a device to measure heart rate and blood pressure while reading such novels as this. Meanwhile, I'll be over here trying to calm down.
Highly recommend!
I think it was somewhere around page 100, (and this wasn't a bad thing - still very interesting) author S.A. Cosby stepped on the gas and from then on, barely took his foot off. Only a bit of braking and then whoosh, the narrative sped along and I swear there were sirens woo-wooing, the squeal of rubber tires, and blue lights flashing in my bedroom as I read this energizing story.
There was so much to love, and now I've caught my breath, it's like I want to get all breathless again talking about Cosby's story. I loved some of his metaphors. The plot was tight.
Beauregard needs money. He's got a family, and two boys who need the things growing boys need, a daughter who wants to go to college. He runs an auto-mechanic shop, but thanks to Precision, they're taking all his business. The crickets are busier in "Bug's" shop than he and his cousin, Kelvin are.
Bug has been in trouble in the past. His daddy disappeared on them when he was a kid, and he has, rightly or wrongly, put the man on a pedestal even while he mostly brought them trouble. Bug is sure he's cut out to be just like his father. Bad = Bug. And so far, he's trying to balance his two selves. The bad Bug, the good Bug. But. Debts. On top of everything, his auto-mechanic's shop rent is due - past due actually, and his mama's assisted living is about to boot her out due to a snafu in Medicare.
Yeah boy. Problems. So an opportunity comes by way of somebody he ought to know better than to trust. Good ole Ronnie and Reggie Sessions, two a**backwards thinking winners, I mean losers. But, Bug needs to do something. Off they go. They're in the money! It gets sprinkled where it needs to and puts out the immediate fires. Only, then it goes bad. Then it gets worse. Then it gets EVEN worse. And you wonder how in the world can any one man stand it? You will have to read to figure out all that happens.
I wish there was a way to hook up a reader to a device to measure heart rate and blood pressure while reading such novels as this. Meanwhile, I'll be over here trying to calm down.
Highly recommend!