Nancy is a young woman held hostage by her own mind in the intricately layered and darkly entertaining book Glossolalia.
She sleepwalks through a shadowland of conspiracies and secret societies, snake-handling churches, and the evil intentions of a maker of forbidden chemicals.
There’s danger aplenty — actual and imagined — in this fictional story laced liberally with references to real-life incidents, people and black-ops agencies. Nancy and the fascinating ensemble cast of characters tread a treacherous road that often oversteps reality.
In a Pentecostal church several blocks from Nancy’s house, a mysterious girl named Emily watches with precocious eyes the feverish religious activity whipped up by the Reverend Terry Crank. She whispers gleefully into the floppy ear of her enigmatic spring-headed toy named Dog, describing the Glossolalia — the speaking in tongues — that swirls through the sanctuary.
It is this kind of skillful foreshadowing that elevates Glossolalia far…
View original post 291 more words
