While most writers are warned against using dialect in storytelling and told they can be accused of "dumbing down" the characters, David Armand puts dialect to very good use creating a sense of dread and even dignity in some characters.
But it is this author's overall writing style that drew me in from the first paragraph. Armand's description early on sets the stage for this powerful read. Southern summers are memorable and are brought to life in the beginning of this novel trough use of metaphor and simile - heat is like a "damp wool blanket," leaves are a "sharp yellow brown," all images which help to create the feelings of "death, dryness and loss of hope" in the second paragraph. All description setting the stage for this compelling story.
His characters are given the space they need to support this effort. Magdalene's early descriptive hints of sexual abuse left this reader with chilling anticipation of what will follow. As remarkable as she is as character, it is Verbena , the church goer who acts as the Stage Manager, and directs us to several scene. For a Southerner, there is some dark humor in Verbena's religious references. the only comic relief occurs when Magdalene's sort of husband hops into the converted car on the interstate to get home. You had to be there.
This novel is a page turner for me, and I appreciate the author's making it a shorter read, proving his skill at unquestionable craft. The use of blood as symbol and Magdalene's emergence as the strong southern woman who stands up to her husband and to town mores as they were, merge to make this a great read and well deserving of five stars and more.