I Love It When Bold Comes Back at Me
In the wee-and-growing-larger hours of last night, I vainly googled myself, once again. This time not in vain. Google Alerts has not been doing its job: there were a number of pleasing items about novel Cobalt Blue that I hadn’t seen.
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And then much closer to home: a review in Chatham County Line:
“â€œCobalt Blueâ€ is a strange novel…This isnâ€™t a how-to book; it has no spiritual self-improvement
tips. Itâ€™s purer and bolder, a delineation of religious ecstasy â€” a description of how it
feels, in all its illogic.”
Note that word “bolder.” When one blogs on the subject of boldness because one isn’t entirely so, it’s very gratifying to see it pop up in a review. Gratifying, hell; it’s thrilling. So thank you, reviewer Brett Yates and Chatham County Line.
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