by Thomas G. Lammers
There are self published books galore on Lulu.com, CreateSpace and elsewhere. Then, there are self-published chap books such as Thomas Lammers debut foray into the realm of Tale-Telling. This is a stellar example of the DYI ethic in action. Self-printed, bound and stapled and available via mail order only.
Tom Lammers is a botanist and that informs this particular tale of derring-do. In Augustus Green, Lammers tells the story of Augustus Green, out collecting samples in the Louisiana Territory shortly before it is purchased by the United States. He finds samples and an adventure that borders on the fantastic.
The story is set up with a nifty, if oft-used, framing sequence. A present day Academic finds the heretofore unknown journal of Green, and gets caught up in reading it. We do as well as the journal entries become the narrative vehicle for the framed part of the story. What makes this work so well is Lammers journal entries. They show the voice of somebody who was there, who was what he claimed to be. Small sidesteps into botany flavor the journal with more than a little degree of authenticity.
Lammers Academic credentials inform the story, but don't get in the way. This is no dusty, dry, boring tale written by a PhD with some time on his hands. This was well thought, well plotted and well executed. Dialogue was crisp, and believable. Overall, this is a well written novelette. And according to Lammers, "everything is true, except what I made up."
Sadly, this book is not available at fine book stores, nor even seedy book stores. The only way to obtain a copy is to contact Tom directly.
tlammers@new.rr.com Cost if $5 postpaid. And worth every nickel.
Tell 'em Mark sent you.
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