Monday, May 4, 2015
Still Yellowblown™ Away! Rhyolite Drifts: Yellowblown™, Book Two by J. Hughey
Abandoned by Hotness.
Held hostage by the Yellowstone eruption, I’m stuck at home instead of loving life at college.
Sanity is restored when my college roommate arrives, but I’m still trapped in my hometown with a bunch of people just trying to survive. Some of them are surprisingly interesting, like the HAM radio opera singer lady. Or the pop star who crushes on me while waiting for an air filter for his tour bus.
Unfortunately there’s also my roommate’s gangster little brother who pushes Grandma to her conservative edge, and the local entrepreneurs determined to capitalize on hard times. They tick me off.
Despite all this I’m determined to find a path to the fabled land of Adulthood even if my heart is broken and all the roads are ash covered.
And where the heck did that Nebraskan cattle rancher go, anyway?
Review by Rochelle Weber:
Violet Perch is bereft with the loss of Boone Ramer, aka Hotness, when her college roommate, Mia Carbone straggles up in the drive with her kid brother, Tony. Mia and her grandmother hoped that by getting Tony out of Camden, New Jersey, they could get him away from the punks and hoodlums with whom he was running, but I could have told them from sad experience that a geographic change is not a cure. Tony refuses to help around the house and soon finds his own kind of “friends” to hang with in town. Mia tries to control him, but the damage was done long before she came home from college.
One would think Violet would perk up when a rock star asks her to accompany him back to Miami where the sun still shines, fruit still grows, and people still laze on a beach that is not yet ash-covered, but she just can’t quite accept. His kisses don’t quite make her spine tingle. He’s hot, but he’s not Hotness. Not that she’s heard from “The Nebraskan” since he left or even ever expects to.
Meanwhile, she survives. She helps her family survive. She puts one foot in front of the other, delivering the rural mail via bicycle, shooting and skinning squirrels and rabbits, trying to learn to shoot deer, trying to help her family fend off entrepreneurs who want to turn the family’s free spring water into a business, even if it means evicting them from land they’ve lived on for almost two centuries, showing a heck of a lot more courage and guts than I fear I’d have in similar circumstances.
Even though Rhyolite Drifts picks up exactly where Eruption left off, each book stands well on its own. Again, I had real problems putting the book down, and the only reason it took a couple of days to read it is that I was trying to finish the Marketing for Romance Writers Newsletter, and get caught up with some editing before helping a friend move downstate from the Chicago area. As it was, I read until 4 a.m. one night when I had an 8 a.m. appointment that morning.
The Yellowblown™ books tend to stay with me. Ms. Hughey knows whereof she speaks, as the Yellowstone caldera is a good ten thousand years overdue to blow. I was telling a friend about these books. He said while he was up there last year part of the park was closed, because the ground was so hot the asphalt was melting on the roads. Furthermore, Ms. Hughey is a literate writer. Her dialog could be a smidge looser, but I do love an author who learned grammar and spelling somewhere along the way and uses it in her writing. Brava, Ms. Hughey. I can’t wait for Coldera, but I suspect I shall be bereft knowing the series is finished.
Length: 321 Pages
Digital Price: $0.99
Buy Link: http://www.amazon.com/Rhyolite-Drifts-YellowblownTM-Book-2-ebook/dp/B00VGOQ9VS/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1430757416&sr=8-1&keywords=rhyolite+drifts+hughey