| A Quiet River's Demise Contributor(s): Zeldis, Gabriel (Author) |
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ISBN: 0595465579 ISBN-13: 9780595465576 Publisher: iUniverse OUR PRICE: $11.66 Product Type: Paperback - Other Formats Published: August 2007 Annotation: This project was begun in 1996, one year after Josiah Young escaped with his life from New Jersey. Experts will say that he should have died. He attributes his life-story to the workings of Jesus Christ in his life. Although here, it is very different. Very real, and very naked. Truth is at the heart of this work. It is written in the common language of the time, and mirrors a culture that constantly denies itself. Yet just as every individual will some day stand alone, Josiah Young faces what confronts him day after day. And this is his past, his fears and fate of his soul. His past is the night of abuse. Living and dying, we can only attempt to explain how love is all that there is, and all that holds us together. Even when there is nothing to love, somehow it is love that sees us through. It is the workings of the divine that bring him to his knees. |
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| BISAC Categories: - Fiction | Sagas |
| Dewey: FIC |
| Physical Information: 0.34" H x 5" W x 8" (0.36 lbs) 160 pages |
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| Publisher Description: This project was begun in 1996, one year after Josiah Young escaped with his life from New Jersey. Experts will say that he should have died. He attributes his life-story to the workings of Jesus Christ in his life. Although here, it is very different. Very real, and very naked. Truth is at the heart of this work. It is written in the common language of the time, and mirrors a culture that constantly denies itself. Yet just as every individual will some day stand alone, Josiah Young faces what confronts him day after day. And this is his past, his fears and fate of his soul. His past is the night of abuse. Living and dying, we can only attempt to explain how love is all that there is, and all that holds us together. Even when there is nothing to love, somehow it is love that sees us through. It is the workings of the divine that bring him to his knees. |