Belle Boggs blog has this to say about the new novel, The Reservior:

It’s both an exciting and lyrical read–I couldn’t put it down–and raises interesting questions about guilt and justice and family bonds. I went back and forth, often on the same page, in the way I felt about Tommie. I’m not one for fluffy beach reads (I read Revolutionary Road on my honeymoon), so I think this book, which is both a literary novel and a crime story, would be a terrific summer read or book club pick. You need someone to read it with you, though, so you can argue about it.

Richmonders will love the descriptions of Oregon Hill and Hollywood Cemetery, and I’m sure fellow readers from the Middle Peninsula will enjoy reading about the people and landscape of our counties more than a century ago; I think the historical details are deftly handled, adding richness without overwhelming the story or characters.

from recent blog post:

Interesting note, when the voices came back I was in college at VCU (Virginia Commonwealth University). I’m an aspiring writer and love the unknown and grave yards and one day I walked around Hollywood Cemetery, a very large and peaceful place, admiring the old tomb stones and sepulchers. Its. As I entered I immediately felt like the dead knew I was there. I felt like I was floating away from the outside world. The cars and outside noises went away. I felt something calling me in the very center of the cemetery. If I were to follow it it be like I’d float right out of my own body. Hollywood cemetery, local legend, is known to be haunted. I followed the calling out of interest and as I went further I saw a black dog come out of nowhere. Now I know black dogs guard the line between life and death but I took it as a real dog. So I backed away and turned around, avoiding eye contact. I turned back around to see if it was following me, it wasn’t. It had disappeared.

(Btw, though no Black Dog in it, click here for another recent blog post about a walk through Hollywood Cemetery)