tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46700168473183000002012-02-09T13:02:46.632-08:00Riel Nasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14402409360763618085noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4670016847318300000.post-67728072552211820612011-11-24T11:43:00.000-08:002011-11-24T07:52:27.469-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fIYv0IezWB8/TonCbR496XI/AAAAAAAAC24/bKYPeRDFAz4/s1600/book+cover+best.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fIYv0IezWB8/TonCbR496XI/AAAAAAAAC24/bKYPeRDFAz4/s640/book+cover+best.jpg" width="411" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>The Town That Drowned</em> is my&nbsp;debut novel, published by Goose Lane Editions, October, 2011.</div><div style="text-align: center;">-</div><div style="text-align: center;">From the publisher ...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Living with a weird little brother in a small town can be tough enough. Having a spectacular fall through the ice at a skating party and nearly drowning are grounds for embarrassment. But having a vision and narrating it to the assembled crowd solidifies your status as an outcast. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; What Ruby Carson saw during that fateful day was her entire town — buildings and people — floating underwater. Then an orange-tipped surveyor stake turns up in a farmer's field. Another is found in the cemetery. A man with surveying equipment is spotted eating lunch near Pokiok Falls. The residents of Haventon soon discover that a massive dam is being constructed and that most of their homes will be swallowed by the rising water. Suspicions mount, tempers flare, and secrets are revealed. As the town prepares for its own demise, 14-year-old Ruby Carson sees it all from a front-row seat.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp; Set in the 1960s, <em>The Town That Drowned </em>evokes the awkwardness of childhood, the thrill of first love, and the importance of having a place to call home. Deftly written in a deceptively unassuming style, Nason's keen insights into human nature and the depth of human attachment to place make this novel ripple in an amber tension of light and shadow.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4670016847318300000-6772807255221182061?l=www.rielnason.com' alt='' /></div>Riel Nasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14402409360763618085noreply@blogger.com