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Published June 14th 2018
What do you get when your favourite historic crime writer jumps off the genre and writes somethink completely different? You get Crossing the Lines by Sulari Gentill (the author of Rowland Sinclair' series).
Crossing the Lines cover. Courtesy of Pantera Press
Crossing the Lines is the story of two writers in love with the writing. Two characters those writers imagine, create and give life to. Two realities that start of parallel to each other, cross over, intervene, coil and suffocate one another.
Madeleine a corporate lawyer and successful crime writer creates a character Edward. He is a literary fiction writer and is hopelessly in love with artist Willow. He, in turn, creates a character Madeleine and is constructing her world for his novel.
Madeleine and Edward worlds and realities collide. They have some people in common. Some real people they both know. Two writers feel each other. They talk to each other. They hurt for each other.
Given that Madeleine is writing a crime story, there is a murder. the murder becomes an instrument of revelations. It reveals the true essence of people in Edward's life. It reveals the problems in Madeleine life.
Authors' involvement into each other has consequences. Their stories have no happy ending...
Crossing the Lines is a much unexpected story. Seemingly straightforward to begin with, it takes reader on a roller-coaster ride of emotions, assumptions, anxieties and revelations.
Who can you trust? Are you mad? Is your imagined character more alive than people around you? What is real? Is real really better than imagined?
The book took me, shook me and spat me out feeling torn, spent and hurt. Then, once I had time to simmer on the story, I realised that Crossing the Lines could not have had a happy ending, ever. We cannot possibly prescribe everyone's actions, decisions and aims. We cannot ride our own stories in a vacuum. People make our stories as much as we make theirs. If writers can control, to an extent, their stories, reality is uncontrollable. So, both writers' retreating into their own imaginary worlds is to be expected. It was a salvation for them, in a way.
People will never fail to disappoint. So, make up your own story. Make sense.
For more information on Sulari Gentill, please go HERE.
Sulari Gentill the author. Courtesy of author's webpage