Sunday, January 4, 2009

Chicken One Day, Feathers the Next


The author L.W. Milam reviews Seven Wheelchairs for RalphMag ...

The surprise for this reader is that there is so little self-love in Seven Wheelchairs, despite the fact that Presley is, after all, still going on, and --- apparently --- going on strongly at the end of his sixth decade. By surviving depression, loss of faith in body, years of loneliness in the isolated world of small-town Missouri, and despite his self-denigrating words, something of a miracle has occurred.

3 comments:

Carter said...

Not a very nice review. Not a very nice man, this Milam fellow. What does he know about what us walkies want to hear about? I sure as hell found hearing what you had to say about life in those chairs very interesting indeed. And I already have some pretty graphic ideas of what death is like.

Wordy? Nah. From a blog? Where did he get that idea?

Maybe you'll get to review a book of his. :-)

Bob Sanchez said...

So the world is divided into walkies and crips, is that it? And the reviewer knows what we walkies want and don't want to read; no doubt he would take offense at me assuming (ASS-U-ME) what he wants to read.

The reviewer is unduly rough. As a walkie, I prefer to speak for myself, thank you. I have read the book, given it as a gift, and continue to recommend it.

Dawn said...

Well, I don't suppose every reviewer can get it right. Some are bound to miss beautiful prose and a well crafted book even as it bounces off of his pointed little head....

Dawn