Liefdom: A Tale from Perilisc by Jesse Teller
I am open to just about anything. I’ll eat anything (but meat), listen to anything (but country songs about loving your tractor) and read anything (no “but” to insert here). Being an “open reader” means I don’t bother to read reviews before diving in. I dove into Liefdom and forgot to come up for air. Gasping at the finish, I decided to read the reviews. No warnings. No safety card in your seat back pocket. No oxygen mask from the overhead compartment. Nothing would have forewarned me of the trip I was on.
Liefdom is an odyssey. A journey through the thickness of a wild mind. Creativity unlike others of it’s kind. An intelligent story that shifts rapidly from the darkness to the light.
The fasten seatbelt sign is on. Please return to your seat and buckle up because the turbulence of the darkness is some scary shit. They battle for power. They battle for love. They battle for respect. It’s raw and real and ravishing.
We have reached our cruising altitude of 40,000 feet and the captain has turned off the seatbelt sign. Soaring high about the clouds, into the light. These poor tormented characters love to love. They battle against it but it is a battle they cannot win.
Gentry Mandrake is a tortured soul. A fairy in need of therapy. He’s “that” character. The one who pulls on your heart strings. You can’t stop yourself from cheering him on to victory (out loud) on the train, clutching your Kindle as everyone around you thinks you’re the one needing therapy. He’s your hero and when you have a story filled with unsung heroes, kings, queens and castles you need a villain. A villain appropriately named…Vrice. While Gentry pulls at your heart strings, Vrice rips them out of your chest, just because he can. Another therapy candidate, this power addict will repulse you. He brings to the surface that subconscious desire embedded deep in your mind. That desire to chain him up, curse him with never ending visions of all his victims and then leave him to rot at the bottom of the ocean with the ability to breathe so he can never die and never escape the replay of the pain. Everyone does have that subconscious desire right? Let’s move on…
The author. I’d like to see the MRI of his brain. It must be one beautiful mess. The language of Liefdom that he created is its own character. Written with equal parts skilled hardness and soft kindness, Jesse Teller’s ability to weave the emotions and turn them off and on as the story soars and dives and soars again, is breathtaking. Liefdom is big and bold and brilliant. An “open readers” delight and a therapists cash cow. Be sure to secure your mask before assisting others and enjoy your flight.
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