SAVING PORTERVILLE is a sequel to DECENT DECEIT—Destiny of Deception—Story of how Drake Dawson, a young man in search of himself befriended a soldier with PTSD and both lives were changed as well as were others. The physically and emotionally flawed strangers caught up in a history of deceit and the tragedy of the war against ISIS in Afghanistan, searched for and found purpose, redemption and love. Although Saving Porterville stands alone, you may also enjoy the precursor. SAVING PORTERVILLE is a continuation of the story, with the same delightful characters, plus the addition of a new character, Francine, a Homeland Security agent recruited to help solve an out-of-control illegal drug crisis in the small town. If you liked Drake, Oscar, Patricia, Charlie and Tanner in Decent Deceit you are invited to visit them again in this new book. This time, after reaching their personal goals, you will find them courageously fighting a war on drugs where family, neighbors and friends are victims. If a small group of friends can save a small town, perhaps there is hope for the country. This book has been in the making for two years. Covid isolated us, made us fearful, often angry, and friendships were jeopardized. We were thwarted from physically expressing our love to one another, and the consequences are yet to be fully realized. I survived by writing about love of home, community, and country. It is also about art, food, forgiveness of oneself, and a bit of humor—all things to make us smile in a sad, fast-changing world. Thich Nhat Hanh said, “You must love in such a way that the person you love feels free.” The same is true of countries. I hope SAVING PORTERVILLE will help all of us return to love, faith, friendship and courage, whether we live in a city, country or somewhere in between.
As someone who spends weekends wandering through galleries, I didn’t expect to find so much art in a crime story. But Saving Porterville surprised me. Drake’s art gallery isn’t just a business; it’s a metaphor for healing, creation, and seeing beauty where others see ruin. The way Marie Pinschmidt writes about color, painting, and texture made me feel like I was in the room, watching Drake mix paint while life outside grows darker. I found Francine’s emotional layers just as vivid. Her pain is deep, but she channels it into strength, like an artist reshaping loss into light. This isn’t a fast-paced thriller. It’s a slow, meaningful canvas that reveals more the longer you stare. The writing feels thoughtful, the pacing patient. I’d recommend this to anyone who loves stories about redemption and art’s quiet power to change people, one brushstroke at a time.
Having spent 40 years teaching, I have a soft spot for books that mix moral struggle with compassion. Saving Porterville touched me deeply because it shows how even a small community isn’t safe from modern demons — drugs, loss, and despair. Yet Marie Pinschmidt doesn’t leave us in the dark. She reminds us of decency, of people stepping up when it matters most. I admired Francine’s courage, especially after everything she’d lost. Drake reminded me of those rare students who finally find their purpose later in life. The writing feels wise and seasoned, as though the author knows something about pain and forgiveness. I also appreciated the small-town details — the café chatter, the porch lights, the shared grief. This book reminds readers that saving a town is really about saving hearts. I finished it with tears in my eyes, but also gratitude. Highly recommended!
Our book club picked Saving Porterville because we wanted something with both story and meaning. And wow, it delivered. We ended up talking for two hours about grief, small-town courage, and addiction — topics that feel painfully relevant. What surprised me was how well the author balanced multiple perspectives. Drake, Patricia, Tanner, Francine — each has a complete inner world, and you can understand their motives. My favorite discussion point was the theme of redemption — how ordinary people, not superheroes, end up saving their communities. The pacing gave us room to breathe and reflect, and the ending felt earned. This book is perfect for discussion because it’s not black and white — it’s full of gray areas and moral questions. Definitely a gem for readers who enjoy layered, heartfelt storytelling.
I grew up in a town that could’ve been Porterville — quiet streets, gossip that travels faster than wind, and a sense that everyone’s business is everyone’s concern. Reading Saving Porterville felt like watching my hometown come alive again, only with more danger lurking beneath the calm. The book pulled me in from the first page — Drake, the artist with a good heart, and Francine, the tough ex-agent carrying invisible scars, made me care deeply. What stood out most was how real the people felt. It’s not flashy crime; it’s everyday heartbreak, addiction, and courage. I loved how Marie Pinschmidt wrote about grief and hope in the same breath. If you’ve ever wanted to believe a broken town can heal itself through ordinary heroes, this book will warm your heart and break it a little, too.
I read a lot of thrillers, but Saving Porterville isn’t your usual chase-and-gunfire type. It’s more of a quiet mystery that sneaks up on you. There’s crime — sure, the opioid crisis plays a big part — but the tension comes from the people. Francine, the undercover agent, is tough yet broken, and you can feel her fighting her past as much as the criminals. I liked that the mystery didn’t rely on shock value but on atmosphere. The foggy nights, the small-town secrets, the way people hide truth behind kind smiles — it’s all so believable. The author writes in a way that builds suspense through emotion, not explosions. By the end, I wasn’t just rooting for justice — I was rooting for peace. If you want a mystery that’s more about heart than homicide, this one’s really worth your time.
I didn’t expect romance when I picked up Saving Porterville, but it’s there — soft, mature, and full of unspoken feelings. Drake and Patricia’s marriage felt warm and real, like two people who found love after heartbreak. Then there’s Francine and Tanner — their connection hit me hardest. It’s not flashy or perfect, but it feels earned. They both carry grief, and somehow that shared pain becomes something gentle and human. What I loved most was how the love stories don’t overpower the main plot. They grow naturally, like wildflowers in the middle of chaos. Marie Pinschmidt writes about affection and trust with a tenderness that made me smile through tears. This isn’t a romance story, but it’s proof that love can survive even the ugliest parts of life.
I worked in law enforcement for years, and I can tell when a writer gets the tone right. Marie Pinschmidt does. The portrayal of small-town policing — the overwork, the frustration, the helplessness in the face of drugs — hit close to home. Sheriff Charlie and Francine’s partnership felt authentic. It’s not about glamour or chase scenes; it’s about the quiet grind of trying to do right in a system that’s falling apart. I also liked how the book treated addiction — not just as crime, but tragedy. It reminded me why I joined the force in the first place. The story has heart, but it doesn’t sugarcoat things. If you’ve ever worn a badge or worked in a town that’s losing its innocence, Saving Porterville will stay with you long after the last page.
This book hit me in a place I didn’t expect. I lost my brother to an overdose five years ago, and Saving Porterville brought back every memory — the confusion, the anger, the grief. But somehow, instead of reopening wounds, it helped me heal a little. Francine’s story, her guilt and her vow to stop others from suffering, felt painfully real. I cried reading her scenes. What I appreciated most was that the book never judged. It shows addiction as a disease that spreads pain to everyone, not just the users. But it also shows hope — through community, love, and art. Marie Pinschmidt clearly wrote this from a place of compassion. For anyone who’s lost someone, this book feels like a hand on your shoulder saying, “You’re not alone.”
I finished Saving Porterville late last night, sitting by my window, and I just sat there quietly afterward. The book is beautiful in a quiet way. There are no fireworks, just steady light. I loved how Marie Pinschmidt captured both the ugliness of addiction and the beauty of kindness. The small-town setting gave me comfort, yet the themes cut deep. I admired Francine, she’s strong but human, and that balance is rare. Tanner’s longing, Drake’s passion, Patricia’s grace, they all make you believe in second chances. The story says that “saving” a place isn’t just about fixing it, but forgiving it. It’s a book about community, healing, and the courage to start again — and I think that’s what makes it unforgettable.
I’m a sucker for small-town stories with charm and second chances, and Saving Porterville fits right in — only with a serious twist. The Bed and Breakfast scenes felt like home to me: tea on the porch, warm kitchens, neighbors who still care. But underneath the coziness, there’s a sharp truth — addiction and loss are invading even the most peaceful places. I loved how the book showed community healing itself through kindness and art. The writing has an old-fashioned warmth but never feels outdated. It’s the kind of story that makes you want to bake a pie and hug someone afterward. If you enjoy books by Jan Karon or Fannie Flagg but want a deeper emotional edge, this one’s perfect.
I’m a college student who writes fiction, and this book taught me something about storytelling. Saving Porterville doesn’t rush. It takes its time, letting readers live with the characters until they feel like neighbors. I admired how Marie Pinschmidt used description — she paints with words. You can almost see the fog around the town, smell the roses, and hear the quiet sadness in Francine’s thoughts. I also liked how strong yet broken the women are — especially Francine. She’s proof that resilience doesn’t always roar. Reading this made me want to write stories that feel this human. It’s not a trendy or flashy book — it’s heartfelt, and that’s what makes it powerful.
Saving Porterville isn’t a thriller or a romance, it’s a study in human nature. What happens when good people face impossible choices? The book explores that question through every character. Tanner’s sense of duty, Francine’s grief, Drake’s belief in art, they’re all fighting different wars but for the same reason: to keep meaning alive. The writing is mature, deliberate, and emotionally intelligent. It’s about courage in the quiet sense, not the kind that shouts, but the kind that keeps showing up. I finished it thinking about how many “Porterville’s” exist in the world, towns on the edge, saved only by the goodness of a few. This book doesn’t offer easy answers, and that’s why it works.
I read Saving Porterville and thought, “This could be a movie.” The characters are vivid, the setting cinematic, fog, art galleries, small-town diners, quiet roads hiding secrets. It reminded me of A Simple Plan mixed with Fried Green Tomatoes. Francine would make an incredible lead role. She is strong, scarred, and driven by loss. The tension is emotional rather than physical, but it’s gripping in its own way. I could see the closing shot: the sun rising over the town as the people slowly rebuild what’s broken. The pacing is slower than a film, sure, but that’s its beauty — it lets the reader linger. Someone needs to adapt this. Until then, it’s a movie that plays perfectly in your mind.
I love sitting in coffee shops with a good paperback, and this one was the best companion I’ve had in months. Saving Porterville feels like eavesdropping on the secrets of a small town. Everyone’s connected somehow through friendship, loss, or shared silence. I liked Francine most, maybe because she’s older and still brave enough to start over. The café scenes made me smile especially Alice’s Diner, where gossip, grief, and comfort food all mix together. The writing feels sincere, never showy. It’s the kind of story you sip slowly, like a warm drink on a cold morning. A gentle but powerful reminder that even broken places can bloom again.
What I appreciated most about Saving Porterville was how it tackled real issues; drug abuse, PTSD, and community decay without preaching. The author manages to show both the pain and the resilience of ordinary people trying to hold things together. It’s clear Marie Pinschmidt has empathy for her characters and for the real lives behind them. Francine’s grief for her son felt like a mirror of every parent’s worst nightmare. The book isn’t just about solving crime; it’s about healing a society. It’s an important book, especially now when so many towns are facing similar crises. It made me think about how every person artist, teacher, cop, innkeeper can become a kind of savior.