martuk… the holy: holy mother of sweet jesus!

storytime thursday:

Martuk… the Holy by Jonathan Winn

“They had found me. Even amidst the raucous crowd of this Left Bank cafe, I could feel them near. No longer content to hover outside tap, tap, tapping on the window, they’ve slipped past the door and now approached like a tortured breeze, the heady scent of all this flesh delighting in their senses.”

The story opens with these chilling, deliciously descriptive words as told by Martuk, a seemingly casual diner in a crowd of others, though concealing peculiar secrets; invisible to the naked eye but very much surrounding him, as well as interweaving through the rest of the crowd are his demons, bearers of remembrances and premonitions of horrible things to come, pervading his thoughts, taunting him, mocking him, tempting him. They elicit the most violent of his instincts and he is running out of options on how to resist them.

Martuk… the Holy is the story of an immortal man, a battered soul, hopelessly alone with his recollections of a long, poignant, and dark past. Damned to a life that cannot be ended, gripped by guilt, heartbroken over the tragedy that befell a formidable woman, Martuk’s fate is intertwined with those of angels and demons, of saints and sinners, even a Messiah. Alternating between current and past events, dreams and reality, in a syncopated, unrelenting rhythm complementing the bizarre events that unfold at an alarming rate, the book grabs you from the first sentence and doesn’t let go.

Since I can’t reveal more about the plot without robbing you of the pleasure of unraveling it yourself, let me just tell you about how I felt after reading this book. First of all my thighs hurt, literally, from having been clenching my muscles. My head is still spinning, almost like I’m just coming down from a psychedelic acid trip (at least that’s what I imagine a psychedelic acid trip to be like. Anyone?). I can’t stop rethinking the details, finding more symbolism in the archetypal characters. I could have totally done without the gore and the graphically violent scenes (not for the meek), but then I’d be reading a totally different book, wouldn’t I? I’m pretty sure my heartbeat is still not entirely back to its normal pace, this book has definitely helped me burn some calories, I tell ya! 

Martuk… the Holy is available at AmazonBarnes & Noble, and Smashwords
Jonathan’s collection of short fiction, The Wounded King, is coming out June 29th.

A random drawing will be held to give away a digital copy of Martuk…the Holy. The winner’s name will be announced next Thursday.
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Last week’s random drawing winner of Jeff Whelan’s

 Space Orville is… Janiece!  


This giveaway is now closed.

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Storytime for 6/28: Girl in the Grass by Zoe Brooks.
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 Same time next week?

meanwhile, here’s a topic: discuss!

Martuk is given the gift/curse of premonition. My mother had the uncanny ability of waking up in the morning and announcing that someone is dead, because she’d have just dreamt about them. Her dreams were opposites though, like if people was doing well in her dreams, they were actually sick or dying; if they were sick or dying in her dream, they were actually getting promoted or having a new baby. The day her father died, she had dreamed that he was getting married and we were all there for his lavish wedding. Weird, huh?

How vivid are your dreams? Do they ever come true?


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