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Reading Boone

Leading into next month’s release of Boone’s fifth and epic title, A Garden in Russia, I have the opportunity to hand off the forum to a pair of her biggest fans, Rebecca Johnson and Claire O’Sullivan. Ladies, the floor is yours:

Rebecca: Firstly, thank you, Dale, for allowing us to guest post on your page. Claire O’Sullivan and I are here to nag Dale Amidei about his newest book discuss Dale Amidei’s first female heroine in his Boone series of espionage thrillers, a sort of international/ political Tales from the Dark Side. Dale writes complex, powerful novels that pull his characters into unthinkable situations, which is why I have temporarily given up paranormal fiction in favor of devouring his books.

Claire: Readers and writers alike, no matter their preferred genre, would find Dale’s geopolitical intrigue novels exemplary.

Rebecca: That’s some mighty highfalutin language there, but I think you’re absolutely right.

Claire: All I’m saying is that, as primarily a romance reader, I find his books a delicious departure from my usual reads, just like you do.

Rebecca: Can’t argue with you there … but about Boone: How do you relate to her character?

Claire: I think she’s a bad-arse, and I mean that in the “holy-crap-if-she-was-real” sense (and maybe she is). I wouldn’t want to get on her bad side. Respect her, yes. Mess with her, no way. I would actually like to be Boone. What about you? How do you see her?

Rebecca: Well, you know, every woman has those days when everything jells, right? The makeup and hair work, the clothes fit perfectly, the job rolls on smooth wheels. Then there’s the rest of the time, when the mirror and the closet are your enemies, and the job develops a square wheel and just clunks along, and the kids track dog poop all through the house ten minutes before the party. Those kinds of issues are hiccups in the greater scheme of things, I know, but they seem like disasters at the time. 

And then there’s Dr. Rebecca Boone Hildebrandt’s world. She’s an intel operative who deals in—how to say it?—correcting political situations detrimental to independence and freedom. She takes on the jobs no one in the real world wants to think about. Her profession involves stealth, constant situational awareness, and occasionally sudden death: both other people’s and possibly her own. She has to be good at what she does, just to survive. Dog poop on the floor is the least of her worries.  And yet, even with her youth and strength, she is full of flaws and desires. She has the same soul shadows and asks the same questions we all do: “What have I become? Did I ever have a choice?”

Claire:  I’ve read all four of Dale’s Boone’s File novels, and I’m waiting for the fifth one, A Garden in Russia. Taken together, they chronicle Boone’s journey from a flawed, confused enforcer of justice to a clear-headed confident woman who manages to reconcile her profession with her soul. She’s a cool, aloof bad-girl trigger mama in the first book, truly someone you’d not want to disrespect. But she changes as each novel unravels another of her protective layers, and she begins to thaw into something more human and fragile.

Rebecca: Exactly! And I think the title of the first Boone book, Absinthe and Chocolate, describes her perfectly. Chocolate represents everything Boone is: rich, lush, exquisite, and extreme.  Absinthe, nicknamed the “Green Fairy,” symbolized a changing social order in 19th-century Paris, a new generation of free thinkers and transformative ideas. The Green Fairy was also the embodiment of rebellion, especially female rebellion. Boone is nothing if not transformative and rebellious.

Claire: Well, you’re just chock full of weird information. But why am I not surprised? Dale’s first book hooked me into the series. It really showed Boone’s skills as well as her flaws. But in the second book, The Bonus Pool, Boone learns from a persecuted Chinese Christian pastor how to find peace in her life, and that we all “go from darkness into the Light.” Dale is a master at crafting Boone’s reflections on the old man’s words, as she moves from her internal conflict toward peace.

That starts the ball rolling for Boone. By the end of the third and fourth books (One Last Scent of Jasmine and Meat for the Lion), she’s moved away from her despair and doubt, and into a more clear-headed sense of her purpose in life.

Rebecca: Seeing her transformation made me want to say, “Maybe I can do that, too. In my own way I can be better, if I remember that every move is always from the darkness toward the Light.” In these days of turmoil both here and abroad, that’s a good way to think, not only for Boone but for the rest of us who are still cleaning up the dog poop.

Claire: But regarding the writing—you know, Dale writes so well that there are days I wonder why I even bother. And did you ever ask yourself, how does he know so much?

Rebecca: After reading his novels with all those Special Ops and gun-related details, do you really want to ask that question?

Claire: Well, maybe no. But I do enjoy his books, because they’re not just complex in terms of characters and storylines. They address the human condition, whether it’s Boone or another character discoursing on current global and political issues. And in Boone’s case, he manages to hold up a mirror to her soul, so that she—and we—can see her heart laid bare.

For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known.’
-Paul of Tarsus (or 1 Corinthians 13:12)

I feel like I know her better now.

Rebecca: Well enough to mess with her?

Claire: You think you’re so funny. .. 

Rebecca Johnson was born and raised in the southern United States, mostly in North Carolina with brief relocations to South Carolina and Virginia. She is by education a medical technologist, graduating with honors from N.C. State and UNC-Chapel Hill, and by preference a calligrapher, needlework designer, and graphic artist. She writes paranormal romances by night when no one is watching, and hides her manuscripts under quilting and needlepoint projects during the day. In her spare time she beta-reads for other writers, searching for nitpicking errors. She believes that God’s purpose for her life is to cause as much trouble for as many people as she possibly can, and she spends at least part of each day fulfilling that purpose. 

Claire O’Sullivan was raised in corn and cow country in the Midwest where she learned the nuances of ‘moo’ to PhD level (piled higher and deeper). She attended the University of Wisconsin at River Falls (aka Moo U) with a major in psychology, and changed minors every other week. She left Moo U and attended Lutheran Bible Institute and obtained her Bachelor’s degree in Biblical studies. She has fiddled with writing forever, and currently has several crime/romances in the works, including a comedy noir. She’s pretty sure that Rebecca is indeed fulfilling her purpose by tormenting her daily… er, helping Claire endeavor to write.

Thank you, ladies. I couldn’t have said it better myself.

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Choose to love, -DA

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In long-awaited production news, the fifth title of my Boone’s File series, A Garden in Russia, has emerged from production editing and is preparing to publish next month. As always, the date will be announced on Facebook and via Twitter. Her Big List of Links will appear here once all retail outlets spin up.

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‘Merica

We need a town hall discussion on Americanism. Imagine our nation as the unifying experience our Constitution was designed to provide: sans the scheming demographic manipulations of those empowering themselves through divisive identity politics, collectivist fantasies, and the soulless, modern-day slave-keeping mentality which cultivates fearful dependence.

We would indeed be one nation under God, wholly populated by citizens made Americans by their ability to define their distinctiveness, and what is unique and exceptional about each closely held national value. No one can deceive such people, because living after truth makes disingenuity obvious and abhorrent.

Imagine a population with moral strength and confidence enough to ignore ineffectual propositioning by blustering blowhards, insufferably arrogant hipsters, and utterly corrupt bags of meat masquerading as our abuela. No one could rationally aspire to make such people submit to any contrivance of tyranny.

The many successes of American society at times breed gentle people. There is a disadvantage to an unchallenging, comfortable environment, though; predators societal, ideological, and political gravitate toward those who are weak, unaware, afraid, or who have been hurt already. It is important not to project the aura of a victim; confidence one holds in being able to defend oneself on demand is an important component in avoiding the appearance of prey.

This is a difficult world, but one need not become a harsh person to live here successfully. One need only be strong. Physically, morally, socially, ideologically, and politically, edification begins in the strength of the Spirit, and that is found through valid faith. To live otherwise is to invite disaster.

If you are tracking the migrant crises across Europe—and you should be—you realize the societal embrace of multiculturalism necessarily degrades resident identity. Europe has cause to be wary of nationalism due to the conflict such generated in the late nineteenth to mid-twentieth centuries. The answer, as they are discovering, is something other than unilateral surrender of identity.

Here, our culture is Americanism, the distinct mindset advocating for citizen-controlled, constitutionally limited government. A century ago, assimilation into our culture was expected and embraced. Today, populations import for quite the opposite reason: to degrade the ideal.

Multiculturalism by design results in separate and distinct demographics rather than a unified citizenry. Statist government, then, is likely to be more successful in metastasizing to address the problems it creates. This progression sucks always more capital out of the economy to benefit most a self-defined political class seeking to entrench themselves in taxpayer-funded cush.

Embracing or rejecting Americanism is the essential choice you will make this year. One is healthy and the other horrid. We are one Supreme Court Justice away from the candle going out in this last shining city on the hill. We have only a short time to address the deficit spending set to degrade our currency into worthlessness. Fiscal irresponsibility is, in the views of some, merely another strategy to transform a once-proud nation into a population of serfs who, if they want something to eat on any given day, will follow orders.

Free people do not follow orders from their government. They do not tolerate an appointed official wielding a pretense of unconstitutional power. Instead, they return overly assumptive leaders to their place. Throughout history, at times such has manifested in a return to the private sector, a term in a correctional facility, exile, or the ignominy of an unmarked grave.

As Will Smith said in Men in Black: “Don’t start nothin’, won’t be nothin’.”

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In production news, Novel8/Sean3, King of a Lesser Hill, is halfway through Content Edit, which precedes the heavy lifting of primary editing. Ritter’s experience in the maelstrom of the Bosnian civil war will, God willing, publish in late summer or early fall 2016.

Choose to Love, -DA