Lori rated it 5 of 5 stars
Trent Zelazny writes dark, and
that's okay with me. As a matter of fact, when I finished the last page
of "Too Late to Call Texas," I sat there and wept for a good long while.
And it wasn't one of those sweet, dab-your-eyes-with-a-hanky
cries either. It was good, hard sobs, snot and sorrow. Still, I can
honestly say I enjoyed reading every word.
Trent dredges up those
rock-bottom moments in life that bring us all to our knees, then he
pours emotional salt into the wounds until all a person can do is cry.
You might have nothing in common with his protagonist, Carson. You
probably don't. But you'll feel his pain and you'll feel the futility
that can make a man take desperate chances. And you'll think "Man, this
guy can't catch a break" and remember how many times you've been right
there yourself. And his wife, Brittany, bears a lot of the same battle
scars from a life lived paycheck-to-paycheck, disappointment-to-despair.
You'll feel her pain, too. Trent does that -- he draws his characters
so clearly, so painfully honestly, that anyone will find something that
makes their own heart-of-hearts ache.
Trent is relatively
young, and I predict he'll be turning out more and more high-quality,
dark-as-pitch stories in the future. And if he doesn't, why, that would
just break my heart.