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The Thomas Coleman Full Nelson by Jardonn Smith


Title: The Thomas Coleman Full Nelson
Author: Jardonn Smith
Publisher: MLR
Pages:67
Characters: Melvin and Thomas
POV: 1st
Sub-Genre: M/M
Kisses:3





Blurb:

No ties. No button-down shirts. Jeans and t-shirts. Sweat and dirt. These are combinations that can bring a man to his knees, or can it?

Review:

If your into hot, muscle, hairy, rough and tough wrestle sex then this is the book for you. From the first page to the last this book never fails to deliver everything that is great about m/m sex. The power, the pure lust and of course the admiration that these two men have for each other is riveting. It was great to learn about these two men and their childhood. From the first jack-off session to the night they truly made love it was a really good story. The author did a great job of telling a very moving story that could have very well happened in “small town USA”. I don’t think I put it down once from start to finish.

Reviewed By: Jerry

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Put your hands together for: Jardonn Smith

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Thank you for taking some down time and spending it with us. Let’s start this off with a beverage. We have coffee, tea, some sort of juice (I think it’s been in here a few weeks) and soda. What would you like?

Coffee, please. I am so addicted to the buzz that when I’m at home one pot leads to another, and whatever remains at bedtime is warmed in the morning to continue the cycle.

Can you tell us a little bit about yourself?

I’ll give you what’s on my Frothing Author blog: I was born a legitimate love child. Accidentally conceived and purposely excreted as my brothers and sisters neared the age of puberty. Seems it took me forever to get there. Seems the time since has passed in no time. My genitals are male and functional. My mind is clear and adaptable to whatever pleases me, or whoever graces me. My anus is strictly for exits, and voices tell me that only by making others happy can I myself be. I am trying. I write.

When you received news that your manuscript had been accepted what were the first words that fell from your mouth?

The fools! They fell  for it.

What forces brought you over to the MM Genre and what made you want to write it?

No bringing over, I was already writing about men’s adventures of doing things as a team, sex and romance being the companion element, when the genre was given a label.  

coffeeWould you care for some cookies? We have chocolate chip, peanut butter, oatmeal with or without raisins and a package of mystery ones. We have cake too. Your choice.

I’d like oatmeal with chocolate chips AND raisins. Dunked in coffee, near to ecstasy. 

How many hours a day do you spending writing?

I don’t keep track. When the fingers require thinking before moving, I stop and try again next day, or switch to another story-in-progress.

Do you write right through or do you revise as you go along?

No looking back until I get to an ending.

When it comes to plotting, do you write freely or plan everything in advance?

The reason for the story and its setting are the catalyst. Once I’ve got characters communicating with each other, I freely let them move us forward.

Of your characters do you have a favorite and why?

I won’t name a favorite because then the others would never speak to me again, and they must speak if I’m going to write. If I could, however, choose one to be my lover on this physical plane, it would be Forrest Barton from Green River and Furlough Bridge. Oh, he also makes an appearance in Grit.

cookiesWriters often go on about writer’s block. Do you ever suffer from it, and what measures do you take to get past it?

Yes, and I either switch to a different story or take a couple of days off.

Do you have a particular spot in your house that you call your comfy zone? (The place where you write.)

A small, used-to-be bedroom is now my quiet place easily cooled in summer or heated in winter.

When you’re in the mindset to write, do you put a sign up that warns others not to disturb you while at work?

No. I figure they might say something that could be used in a story. The price they pay for interrupting me is not knowing that I might steal their words. 

How would you describe your sense of humor? Who and what makes you laugh?

I’ve always enjoyed comics who expand upon common, every-day quirks. Happenings most of us soon forget. George Carlin was the master.

What is the most frequently asked Jardonn question?

What’s next?

What are you working on now?

An old-west detective story; a rich man/homeless urchin story; a 1960′s murder mystery story. 

Writing is obviously not just how you make your living, but your life-style as well. What do you do to keep the creative “spark” alive – both in your work and out of it?

I attend local stage plays and watch movies on television.

What kind of books do you like to read outside of the MM Genre?

Does Reader’s Digest count? Reading real-life adventures is like meeting new people. Besides, there is no better companion in the bathroom.

Pick one: Scientist, Astronaut, Retail, or Horse Trainer-

I’ve searched the web over for an ugly and/or wimpy astronaut. None exist. I’ll take him.

Aside from writing, what else do you enjoy doing?

Frequently I pleasure drive around town searching for old buildings abandoned or otherwise. They are photographed and added to my image collection of structures that will never again be what they once were. 

Any special projects coming out soon we should watch for?

Maybe a web site featuring all those photographs.

Can you please tell us where we can find you on the Internet?

Jardonn’s Erotic Tales . Com http://www.jardonnserotictales.com

It was a pleasure having you here with us today. Please come by and let us know how you’re doing from time to time. OH! And before you leave, can I get your help here in the kitchen? Thanks!!

Yes, and I will bring an ample supply of butter. Nothing can taste good without butter, as Marlon Brando so erotically demonstrated.

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Green River by Jardonn Smith


Title: Green River
Author: Jardonn Smith
Publisher: MLR Press
Pages: 89
Characters: Ernie Surbaugh, Forrest Barton
POV: 1st Person
Sub-Genre: Paranormal Erotica/Historical
Kisses: 3.5






Blurb:

In 1938, people had no fears of ghosts. This was the Great Depression. Fear was empty pockets and empty stomachs, but for the men of Jardonn Smith’s Green River, working a Highway 66 project in the WPA meant a full-time job and steady wages. Sure, there’s a disgruntled spirit living under the river bridge near their camp, but the only question they have is, “Whose willie will he go for next?”

This story is part of the anthology “Past Shadows”

Review:

Jardonn Smith has brought back his characters from Furlough Bridge in Green River, the story that gives Ernie Surbaugh, a man whose life is now in its latter days, center stage as he reflects on how he and his older lover Forrest Barton met.

In Furlough Bridge, Ernie was a presence but in name only, as he was in Europe fighting in World War II at the time. Set in 1938, in the midst of the US financial collapse and the start of an economic turnaround, Green River lands the men in a WPA project, working together to repair a section of Route 66 in the Missouri Ozarks.

This is the story of their budding attraction to each other, not in the romantic aspect but in the primal draw they feel to each other’s masculinity. These are simple, plain spoken men whose lust ultimately led to a relationship that spanned nearly four decades.

A horny ghost, a little fooling around, a clan of troublemakers, and a fun little side-story about how a cinematic icon found its inspiration for the Emerald City, with more than a passing nod to the film’s characters, this is a story that made me smile on more than a few occasions, then left me feeling a bit melancholy in the end with the knowledge that even in fiction, life must follow its natural course. This book works as a nice bookend, both a start and a finish, to Ernie and Forrest’s story.

Reviewed By: Lisa

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Jardonn Smith Would Love To Give Away A Copy Of His Holiday Story Furlough Bridge To A Lucky Fan!

Forrest Barton, who first appears in Jardonn Smith’s Green River, is also lead character in Jardonn’s Christmas tale, Furlough Bridge. In the following post he explains his motivations for his Christmas Eve, 1944, activities in the Furlough Bridge story.

Seeing those service banners, that’s what made me vulnerable. A blue star banner hanging in the window means somebody from that household is serving overseas in the armed forces. A gold star means somebody gave their life while serving. Either way, it is not possible to look at one of those banners without feeling something.

Back in December of 1944 what I felt was frustration. I couldn’t hang one of those blue star banners in my window to honor my Ernie. Never mind that he was somewhere in Europe with the U.S. Third Army. Never mind that one week prior the Germans had launched their offensive in Belgium, known to history as the Battle of the Bulge, and that Ernie soon would be, or for all I knew could have already been, in the middle of that fight — I could not display a banner to honor him. Jane Doe could hang one for her husband John, but Forrest Barton could not do the same for Ernest Surbaugh.

Technically, I suppose I could have, but just think of the questions. “You’re a widower with no children, so who’s the banner for?”

For the man I love, that’s who.

Now, there’s a proclamation that would raise a few eyebrows in 1944.

No, all I could do was listen on the radio and read the newspapers for the latest reports. I could fret. I could be proud, and I could honor him in my own way, nice and private.

The first stage was planned. My Christmas tradition, I laid a wreath at the base of the memorial honoring my war, The Great War, or if you wish, World War I. My prayer was for men who served with me — those who came home; those who didn’t — and because the ongoing German offensive in Belgium so effectively surprised those of us on the homefront as well as Allies on the battlefield, I asked the men who served with me to send their strength to the men currently under siege.

Prayers offered, I strolled to the chest-high wall fronting the memorial. Down below less than half a mile away, the Union Station train depot was a buzz of activity. It was the night before Christmas Eve and trains waiting to depart or having just arrived filled every terminal. From that moment forward, nothing that happened to me was planned.

I needed to piss. Union Station was the nearest building with facilities open and available. A soldier in green Army coat, standing next to the wall at the last urinal in a row, resembled in profile Ernest Surbaugh. My Ernie.

Sure, there was no way in hell Ernie could have been in Kansas City that night, but this was one of those “seeing what I wanted to see” things — one of those “hope against hope” deals, and I had to know for sure. That’s why I struck up a conversation with the soldier who turned out to be Vernon Gower. That’s why I believed his story that he’d missed his connecting train home. That’s why I drove him in my automobile the one hundred miles to get him there. That’s why I kept driving even as his story, little by little, fell apart, and I continued all the way until we were parked in front of his little matchbox house in Lexington, Missouri.

I did it because he looked like Ernie. I was vulnerable. The service banners made me so, but for good purpose.

Pvt. Vernon Gower made it home for Christmas. His corpse was lying frozen in a Belgian field, but his wife and children got his gifts nonetheless, courtesy of me. I bought them. I delivered them, and then I plucked his family from the squalor in which they were living and drove them to Kansas City so they could start their lives anew.

Maybe you don’t believe in ghosts. I’m okay with that, and you can call me crazy if you like, but I attest to having seen two spirits in my lifetime. One living under a river bridge in 1938 at the WPA camp where I first met Ernest Surbaugh. The other a victim of the Malmedy Massacre who needed a man of this world to give his family some sort of Christmas.

And what was my reward for my good deed on Pvt. Gower’s behalf? Just before leaving for his wherever destination, just after midnight on Christmas Eve, 1944, Vernon Gower assured me that my Ernie was all right. Ernest marched with Patton’s Third Army in a dash toward Belgium to break the German lines and relieve the Allied soldiers under seige.

Pvt. Gower’s gift to me far outweighed anything I could and did do for his wife and children. Vernon Gower gave me peace. I clinged to what he told me. Believed every word, and around the time Soviet soldiers entered Berlin, May of 1945, I received my first letter from Ernie since Vernon Gower had said what he’d said. All was confirmed, and soon afterward, Ernie came home for good.

My next Christmas, and all those which followed, were spent with a man of this world. One I could touch, hold, breathe in and taste. A man I could keep as mine until the end of my days. My soldier. Ernest Surbaugh.

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Jardonn would like to offer you a gift for the holidays — one PDF copy of his short story, Furlough Bridge. All you have to do is tell him the two colors of United States Service Star Banners mentioned in this article by Forrest Barton.

Send your answer to jardonnjasper19 (at) gmail.com, put “Furlough Bridge” in your subject line, and Jardonn will ship via email your free PDF of his Christmas tale. Deadline for submission is midnight USCST, Thursday, December 15, 2011.

Read excerpts and see all of Jardonn’s books at JARDONNSEROTICTALES

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Danube Divide by Jardonn Smith


Title: Danube Divide
Author: Jardonn Smith
Publisher: MLR Press
Pages: 260
Characters: Theo, Gregoric, Boris, Drusus
POV: Dual 1st Person (Theo/Gregoric)
Sub-Genre: Historical
Kisses: 3.5






Blurb:

The Battle of Hadrianopolis, 378 AD, Roman legions versus Gothic warriors — ancient historian Ammianus called it the worst defeat in Roman history since Cannae. Theologian Rufinus said it was the beginning of evils for the Roman Empire then and thereafter.

Fifteen thousand Romans, two-thirds of the Eastern Empire Legionary forces, lay dead or dying on a Thracian plain, but for four men on opposite sides of the battlefield, no conflicts of cultures, religions or territorial boundaries could keep them apart. Nor could the mighty river that separated their homelands — The Danube. Despite all obstacles, these men will find their way to conquer the Danube Divide.

Review:

Danube Divide is an epic 4th century journey—part history lesson that explores the decline of the Roman Empire; part theological study that compares and contrasts Roman Mithraism, Greco-Roman mythology, and Christianity in its infancy; and part erotic romance, told through the voices of two Germanic cousins, Theo and Gregoric.

Not knowing a thing about this era in history, I must say Jardonn Smith did a superb job of convincing me he’d done no small amount of research into the time period and the events that helped to shape Rome’s downfall as a political powerhouse throughout Europe. This is a period in time when Christianity was fighting for its own dominance among the region’s other mythologies, which plays a significant role in the core plot. What I found was this book read as much like a historical text as it did a fictional account of the lives of the men it involved. Keeping that in mind, this particular story might not suit everyone’s tastes in fiction; there’s a lot to absorb in order to keep track of the noteworthy events, which slowed down the pacing of the story for me, at times, but didn’t detract from the fact that there was an impressive amount of information there to hold my interest.

By far, Gregoric’s voice was the more dominant of the two points of view in the book, and as such, his portions of the story were more absorbing than were Theo’s, but I did like that the two men were each very distinct and different personalities. Boris, Gregoric’s mentor cum lover, was a worldly and intelligent man, far ahead of his time, while Drusus, not as strong a presence, was still a dynamic character.

While not a romance in the most technical use of the word, there was a tragically romantic aspect to the story that provided for an emotional tug to the heartstrings. Overall, however, this book should appeal to readers who enjoy history and the legends of the larger-than-life men who helped to shape it.

Reviewed By: Lisa

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Jardonn Smith Wants To Give Away Free Books. You Just Need To Leave A Comment Here!

Do you like ghost stories? Jardonn is offering two free copies of his ebook short story, Green River. This is the tale where Forrest Barton and Ernest Surbaugh from Furlough Bridge (reviewed today here at Top2BottomReviews) first met. Set in 1938, Green River features men at a WPA camp repairing a Route 66 river bridge, but when it’s recreational time for skinny dipping in the river below, a horny spirit living under the bridge likes to join the fun. He’s a friendly ghost. The only mystery is, whose willie will he go for next?

For your chance to win a free copy of Green River, just leave a comment here, then email Jardonn at jardonnjasper19@gmail.com. He will randomly select two winners from the lot, and email a free PDF copy of Green River.

For more info on the book and to see a picture of the actual Route 66 bridge, visit Jardonn’s Green River page.

But hurry! This contest ends on October 15, 2011 at 11:59pm.

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Jardonn Smith Has A Passion For Storytelling, Not So Much For The Writing

Thanks for taking the time to stop by and be here with us today, Jardonn. Why don’t we start by having you tell us a bit about yourself and your background?

Thank you for asking me, Lisa. Believe it or not, you are the first who has.

No drama in my background. Raised a WASP by parents madly in love with life and each other. They sent me to college, but I hated it and dropped after one semester. I joined the workforce, which has run the gamut from truck lines and railroads to retail, newspaper and construction. Along the way I did the college myself, after I’d matured enough to appreciate and retain what was being taught.

When did you discover your passion for writing?

My passion is for storytelling. The writing part I find tedious, but once I’ve reached the end the fun begins. Rewriting, removing all the crap I wrangled over which didn’t need to be there in the first place, is when the characters take charge and we make it into a story.

As for when, soon after a pal replaced his computer and gave me his old one for my first. Late ’90′s I think it was. Typing long-held fantasies into a text document, freestyle with no thought that anyone else would ever read my words, became my addiction. These days it is difficult for me to do, but only by revisiting my original mindset can I get from beginning to end on an initial draft for a story.

Was there someone in particular who encouraged and inspired your love of storytelling?

No one in particular, but musicians have always stirred my blood. Songwriters must get to the point quickly with language concise. Plus, they’ve got to make it rhyme… plus, plus, their song better have a good melody or nobody will listen to their story. It’s a tall order. I’ve tried it myself and still do, so when I hear a song like, say, Merle Haggard’s Mama Tried, or Pink Floyd’s Wish You Were Here, I figure if I can come up with something in a word story one/one-hundredth as powerful, I’ve accomplished something.

What was your first published story?

Triumvirate. It also was the first fantasy I ever put to keyboard. Very kinky. Tough guy on a stretch rack, but somewhere between first write and first publish it got changed from being a queen and her female consort working the guy over to a king and his men. Recently, I’ve rewritten and changed it back, self-published it for e-books and put my Jasper McCutcheon pen name to it. I also recorded an audio version which is free for listening at my web site.

To date, how many books have you written and published?

E-book shorts and paperbacks, around 25, I think.

How long does it typically take you to write a book, then see it through the publishing process?

Three to five months.

Do the titles of your books generally come to you as you’re writing, or do you know what they’ll be called before the writing process begins?

The title is there from the beginning. It might change as the story progresses, but I carry a little notebook wherever I go and jot down ideas when they come to me, including titles.

Asking this question might be a bit like asking you to choose one child over another, but of all the characters you’ve created, do you have one who stands out among the others as a favorite? If so, who and why?

Boris Keressos from Danube Divide. As a mature man, he talks of his younger days, and of the mature men who taught him the essentials of living, culture and knowledge, and how to treat others. Throughout the story he teaches his young lover all he has learned from others and on his own. To me, that’s what keeps humanity thriving and improving. Collecting knowledge from older generations, and sharing what we’ve learned with those who will follow us.

When someone reads one of your books for the first time, what do you hope s/he takes away from the experience?

Mostly, I hope they get turned on. I also hope they learn something they didn’t know, and meet people they can call friends.

How much creative input do you have in the cover design of your books?

I have self-published and created some myself, but if a publisher handles it, I stay out of it. One time I did request a different font because I couldn’t read the title without straining my eyes, but otherwise I think the artist should have free reign to create their own vision of the story.

Do you prefer writing in one sub-genre over others? Say, historical vs. contemporary, for example.

Not really. Wherever my characters live and whatever they want to do, I want to be there with them.

What sorts of research do you do for your historical titles? What resources do you use?

First-hand accounts are my favorite, say, an airman from WWII telling of his bombing missions. Those can come from personal web sites or the public library. Second stop, university web sites. Third, government, museum and memorial web sites. Cross reference all those sources and I’m satisfied the accuracy is proper for a fictional story.

Do you prefer writing in the 1st or the 3rd person? What advantages do you see in writing in one POV vs. the other?

I prefer 1st person for storytelling. He or she will cut to the gist of the action, speak in everyday language and not bother with excessive descriptions of surroundings unless essential to the plot.

How does the creative process differ when collaborating with another author as opposed to writing on your own?

I’ve only done it once, with William Maltese when we wrote GRIT for MLR Press. Not much changed creatively. My characters are railroaders, his are unemployed men riding the rails during the Great Depression. William and I wrote our own stories, worked out details of when our characters crossed paths, and the tale was told. Key to ease of project was working with a pro like William whose interest focused on the quality of our story, not the sanctity of our egos.

Is a successful writing day for you measured in word count or time spent at the computer?

No. Some days I don’t feel like writing. Other times nothing’s abuzz in my head and writing a single paragraph takes forever, so I stop. Better for me to leave it and get other things done than to waste my time typing drivel. When it’s ready to flow, I will know and the fingers will fly.

Do you typically outline your plots before you begin the writing process, or do you write in a more freestyle fashion?

I just type and try to keep moving without thinking too much. Rewriting is when it comes together. New ideas added. Different directions taken. Clutter cut.

How much do your characters resemble you and/or the people you know?

One hundred percent. I can research peripherals, but personalities have to come from those I know or have known, all of whom have shaped me as well.

How much do you draw upon your own life experiences in your writing?

Fifty-fifty, I suppose, but again, regardless of the activity, my characters react and interact based on people I’ve known. They speak and respond accordingly.

Are you surprised by the ever growing female fan-base of Male/Male fiction?

Not really. Men are fascinating creatures, especially men who speak with actions more than words. It is only natural women would enjoy tales of two manly men getting it on emotionally and physically.

Now, having asked that question, let me ask you this: I’ve seen plenty of books that were dismissed for everything from no happily-ever-after to not enough sex to too much sex. Do you think there needs to be a better distinction in the M/M genre between what is “romance” and what is “gay fiction” for readers who prefer a more purely romantic read?

I don’t believe dismissing a book because of its ending is valid. Characters in fiction, like those in real life, must go their own directions toward happiness.

As to sex, readers deciding on what next to buy would benefit from heat levels on the books. A 1-to-5 scale should do, based not on number of scenes, but on graphic descriptions of scenes. I think publishers of m/m romance and gay fiction should consistently and (key word here) honestly label their books, so potential purchasers can decide same as they would between a G, PG or R rated film.

What was the best piece of advice you’ve ever received with respect to the art of writing? How did it change the way you approach your craft?

Please yourself. It’s true with all artistic projects and was given to me long before I started writing. Ricky Nelson said it, “You can’t please everyone, so you’ve got to please yourself.” – Garden Party, 1972.

If you were to offer a word of advice to a new author just starting out, what would it be?

Stay off the internet! Seriously, set yourself a time limit for web activities (other than research for a book) and stick to it. None of that promotion is important if you don’t write, write, write.

If time travel were possible, what time period(s) would you most like to visit? Why?

Hmm… books and movies are time travel. Right? To choose one, the 1950′s in the United States seem a very romantic, male-dominated period. They’d won the war, come home to raise their families and reshape the world. Autos were huge, artistic sculptures floating on new superhighways, with radios blasting melodic love songs or love-gone-wrong songs, or foot-stomping/skirt-twirling rockabilly songs.

Television took all the best writers and actors from radio and wowed people in their homes with hilarious comedies and thought-provoking dramas. Industry, finance, entertainment, the United States was number one, and although I’m sure not all was what it seems, that’s the image we get, so yeah, take me there.

Do you have a favorite personal mantra, quote, or saying that describes your outlook on life and the way you approach each day?

“Adversity is the best time to dull your pride and sharpen your skills.” Came from a magazine article written by Peter Reese.

Of all the modern conveniences, which one would you most likely say you couldn’t live without?

Is television still considered modern? It’s the box that keeps on giving. Takes me all over the world. Teaches me about places, animals, and people I’ll never meet. Makes me laugh and cry and contemplate with programs and movies made one hundred years ago or yesterday. And sports. I can watch football or what have you without waiting in line to urinate or freezing or sweating or getting soaked in spilled beer from the rowdy behind me. I prefer to spill my own, thank you, while watching replays and close-ups of action on the field.

Do you have any new projects/works-in-progress you’d care to share with us?

Just finished a WWII short which will be part of an MLR Press 25 Days of Christmas project. Has to do with U.S. Airmen in a Stalag prison camp and dogs that howl for unusual reasons. It’s called The Good Shepherd.

I’ve got a full-length that’s been languishing with a publisher for six months. One of those deals where they said they want it but have yet to offer a contract, so guess I better follow up one more time and request they either put up or give it back. There’s another bit of advice for new authors: don’t expect everything to happen rapid-fire.

Thanks again for spending some time with us, Jardonn. It’s been great having you here. Will you tell us where we can find you on the Internet?

Jardonn’s Erotic Tales.com

And we’d love if you’d consider sharing a favorite excerpt from one of your books with us.

Love is a difficult emotion to describe, but this snippet from my short story collection, Suspicious Diagnosis, sums up my take on the deal.

Thanks again, Lisa and staff here at Top2BottomReviews, for letting me share a bit of myself with followers of your site.

I blame him. I thank him. I love him because he makes me secure. Hate him because he makes me vulnerable to my loving him so much. I shudder at the thought of losing him. Tremble with the notion of him leaving me. For upheaval. For a change of scenery. For anything, or another. I recognize fear as the price for keeping him, but I’d prefer to use plastic. A credit card, a pay-as-you-go, a lay-away plan, a time share. Time erodes doubts, but never fully eradicates. My only consolation is my suspicion that he suffers same as I do. I hope he suffers.

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Furlough Bridge by Jardonn Smith


Title: Furlough Bridge
Author: Jardonn Smith
Publisher: MLR Press
Pages: 50
Characters: Forrest Barton, Wilton Zukel, Gaither Hollis
POV: 3rd Person
Sub-Genre: Historical, Paranormal, M/M/M
Kisses: 4




Blurb:

A veteran of WWI visits a Midwestern train terminal during WWII, hoping to meet a few traveling soldiers and lift their spirits during the holidays, but he soon finds his charity being taken to places beyond his imagination.

Review:

Jardonn Smith’s Furlough Bridge is a deceptive little story, but I mean that only in a good way. What begins as the undeniably erotic tale of a man whose lover is overseas fighting in WW II, ends as an emotional and uplifting story of compassion and hope at Christmastime, aided by a soldier with one last objective to fulfill before he’s able to find passage to continue on his spiritual journey.

Forrest Barton and his lover, Ernie Surbaugh, have been separated for years by the war in Europe, a separation that, for Forrest, has been made only slightly more bearable by his annual visits with his cousin, Wilton Zukel, and Wilton’s lover, Gaither Hollis, where Forrest finds comfort in the fold of a ménage relationship with the men, one Ernie has encouraged Forrest to continue in his absence. Jardonn Smith doesn’t waste a moment in giving the reader a voyeuristic glimpse into the sexual partnership the men enjoy and showing how well it serves Forrest in Ernie’s absence.

But that’s not all this story is. The reader quickly discovers this book is more than just its erotic elements. While Furlough Bridge isn’t so much a history lesson of World War II or the men who fought so bravely, it is very much about the effect the absences of those men had on the loved ones they left behind, the pride in their sacrifice overwhelmed by the fear that one day the blue star on the service flag hanging in a window would become the gold star that signified a soldier had been lost in battle.

Forrest, a WW I veteran himself, clearly understands the honor and heroism of the men who engage in battle on foreign soil and now sees both sides of that coin, as he had once left behind a family to worry for him as well. He has carried on the holiday tradition of placing a wreath at the base of a soldier’s memorial, and does so again, though this time he resolves to let the Christmas spirit propel him one step further, perhaps to make at least one furloughed GI’s evening a little bit brighter.

Meeting Private Vernon Gower, in a case of mistaken identity, sends Forrest on an impossible journey, one he’ll never forget, as he not only has the opportunity to ease the weary private’s burden but also to provide comfort and hope for Vernon’s family. One moment of compassion becomes the means to a better future for an impoverished widow and her children, in a touching display of generosity that will also serve to bring relief to Forrest’s troubled mind.

The mystical aspects of Furlough Bridge carry on in the tradition of many holiday stories, in that it requires the reader’s ability to fully suspend belief and place trust in the possibility of the Christmas miracle and all the wonder that entails. The element provides an undeniably sentimental aspect to the narrative, one that I admittedly didn’t expect as the story began, but was entirely moved by in the end.

A sincere wish to accomplish a random act of kindness suddenly makes the impossible seem possible for Forrest, who was, simply put, a good man and an entirely sympathetic hero.

Reviewed By: Lisa

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