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:: our truest life is when we are in dreams awake. ::

henry david thoreau

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Same Kind of Different As Me.


Based on a recommendation from a friend, I just started reading Same Kind of Different As Me by Ron Hall and Denver Moore. According to the book's Web site, here's the synopsis of the novel:

A dangerous homeless drifter who grew up picking cotton in virtual slavery...

An upscale art dealer accustomed to the world of Armani and Chanel...

A gutsy woman with a stubborn dream...

A story so incredible no novelist would dare dream it.

The story begins outside a burning plantation hut in Louisiana and within an East Texas honky-tonk...and, without a doubt, in the heart of God. It unfolds in a Hollywood hacienda, in an upscale New York Gallery, in a downtown dumpster, in a Texas ranch. Gritty with pain and betrayal and brutality, this story also shines with an unexpected, life-changing love.

"Just tell 'em I'm a nobody that's trying to tell ever'body 'bout a Somebody that can save anybody."
Denver Moore

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