I've read two books by this author, each quite different from the other but for one thing: the quality of the writing. In "Thomas Jefferson, Rachel and Me," Peter Boody's storyline grabbed me immediately. It's a wacky adventure with a reincarnated, time-traveling, third president, mixed with historical insight as well as self-discovery for both TJ and his newfound 21st century friends. Boody's "The Consequences of Longing" is a smaller tale, the stuff of literary fiction rather than adventure novels, but it's every bit as captivating. It's the writing that grabs you, makes you want to hear more.
Clifford and Jenny are a reasonably happy married couple as their story unfolds, but then Clifford suffers heart problems and slowly, strangely, begins to unravel. Nick-of-time surgery saves his life but leaves him in a panic and without his airline pilot's license, but not before he sees a vision in the clouds above Martha's Vineyard, the face of Anne, his first real girlfriend. For most of us, memories of our youth are harmless, but for Clifford they become destructive, as we realize from dual narratives from his and Jenny's perspectives. And it works. It may be the story of one man's troubles with self-pity and obsession, but there are some beautiful scenes that'll make you smile and understand, and want to read them again. And the same goes for the ending -- a real ending that works. I used to read a lot of literary fiction. Mr. Boody's brilliant story of love, loss, and delusion has inspired me to look again.