false 371707 <![CDATA[Julius Winsome: A Novel]]> http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187m/371707.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187s/371707.jpg He is at once more alone than he has ever been; he was at first with his father, until he died; then with Claire, until she disappeared with another man into a more normal life in town; and then with Hobbes, who eased the sorrow of Claire's departure. Now Hobbes is gone.

Julius is left with what his father left behind: the cabin that he was raised in; a lifetime of books, lining every wall of his home, which have been Julius's lifelong friends and confidantes; and his great-grandfather's rifle from World War I, which Julius had been trained to shoot with uncanny skill and with the utmost reluctance. But with the death of his dog, Julius's reluctance has reached its end. More and more, simply and furtively, it is revenge that is creeping into his mind.

Fresh snow is on the ground as the hunters lumber into his sights. They're well within the old gun's range. They pause, and they're locked into the crosshairs. Julius's finger traces the trigger. Will he pull it? And what will that accomplish? What if he simply has nothing left to lose?

]]> 371707 6 2270213 19 10 2006 Julius Winsome: A Novel total:101|5:27|4:41|3:26|2:4|1:3| 101 388 151 38 68199 3.64 175 52 17465176 762683 371707 158567849X 9781585678495 27 <![CDATA[Julius Winsome: A Novel]]> http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187m/371707.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187s/371707.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/371707.Julius_Winsome_A_Novel 3.86 74 He is at once more alone than he has ever been; he was at first with his father, until he died; then with Claire, until she disappeared with another man into a more normal life in town; and then with Hobbes, who eased the sorrow of Claire's departure. Now Hobbes is gone.

Julius is left with what his father left behind: the cabin that he was raised in; a lifetime of books, lining every wall of his home, which have been Julius's lifelong friends and confidantes; and his great-grandfather's rifle from World War I, which Julius had been trained to shoot with uncanny skill and with the utmost reluctance. But with the death of his dog, Julius's reluctance has reached its end. More and more, simply and furtively, it is revenge that is creeping into his mind.

Fresh snow is on the ground as the hunters lumber into his sights. They're well within the old gun's range. They pause, and they're locked into the crosshairs. Julius's finger traces the trigger. Will he pull it? And what will that accomplish? What if he simply has nothing left to lose?

]]> 2006 5 2 false Fri Mar 07 00:00:00 -0800 2008 Mon Mar 10 16:22:10 -0700 2008 Mon Mar 10 16:28:01 -0700 2008 more...]]> 29517093 371295 371707 158567849X 9781585678495 27 <![CDATA[Julius Winsome: A Novel]]> http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187m/371707.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187s/371707.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/371707.Julius_Winsome_A_Novel 3.84 101 He is at once more alone than he has ever been; he was at first with his father, until he died; then with Claire, until she disappeared with another man into a more normal life in town; and then with Hobbes, who eased the sorrow of Claire's departure. Now Hobbes is gone.

Julius is left with what his father left behind: the cabin that he was raised in; a lifetime of books, lining every wall of his home, which have been Julius's lifelong friends and confidantes; and his great-grandfather's rifle from World War I, which Julius had been trained to shoot with uncanny skill and with the utmost reluctance. But with the death of his dog, Julius's reluctance has reached its end. More and more, simply and furtively, it is revenge that is creeping into his mind.

Fresh snow is on the ground as the hunters lumber into his sights. They're well within the old gun's range. They pause, and they're locked into the crosshairs. Julius's finger traces the trigger. Will he pull it? And what will that accomplish? What if he simply has nothing left to lose?

]]> 2006 4 1 false Sun Aug 03 00:00:00 -0700 2008 Thu Aug 07 09:27:53 -0700 2008 Thu Aug 07 09:27:53 -0700 2008 more...]]> 44534454 1390765 371707 158567849X 9781585678495 27 <![CDATA[Julius Winsome: A Novel]]> http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187m/371707.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187s/371707.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/371707.Julius_Winsome_A_Novel 3.84 101 He is at once more alone than he has ever been; he was at first with his father, until he died; then with Claire, until she disappeared with another man into a more normal life in town; and then with Hobbes, who eased the sorrow of Claire's departure. Now Hobbes is gone.

Julius is left with what his father left behind: the cabin that he was raised in; a lifetime of books, lining every wall of his home, which have been Julius's lifelong friends and confidantes; and his great-grandfather's rifle from World War I, which Julius had been trained to shoot with uncanny skill and with the utmost reluctance. But with the death of his dog, Julius's reluctance has reached its end. More and more, simply and furtively, it is revenge that is creeping into his mind.

Fresh snow is on the ground as the hunters lumber into his sights. They're well within the old gun's range. They pause, and they're locked into the crosshairs. Julius's finger traces the trigger. Will he pull it? And what will that accomplish? What if he simply has nothing left to lose?

]]> 2006 5 1 false Tue Jan 27 00:00:00 -0800 2009 Tue Jan 27 11:56:38 -0800 2009 Tue Jan 27 11:56:51 -0800 2009 more...]]> 44998515 937148 371707 158567849X 9781585678495 27 <![CDATA[Julius Winsome: A Novel]]> http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187m/371707.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187s/371707.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/371707.Julius_Winsome_A_Novel 3.84 101 He is at once more alone than he has ever been; he was at first with his father, until he died; then with Claire, until she disappeared with another man into a more normal life in town; and then with Hobbes, who eased the sorrow of Claire's departure. Now Hobbes is gone.

Julius is left with what his father left behind: the cabin that he was raised in; a lifetime of books, lining every wall of his home, which have been Julius's lifelong friends and confidantes; and his great-grandfather's rifle from World War I, which Julius had been trained to shoot with uncanny skill and with the utmost reluctance. But with the death of his dog, Julius's reluctance has reached its end. More and more, simply and furtively, it is revenge that is creeping into his mind.

Fresh snow is on the ground as the hunters lumber into his sights. They're well within the old gun's range. They pause, and they're locked into the crosshairs. Julius's finger traces the trigger. Will he pull it? And what will that accomplish? What if he simply has nothing left to lose?

]]> 2006 4 0 false Sat Jan 31 18:04:47 -0800 2009 Sat Jan 31 18:08:49 -0800 2009 more...]]> 64489786 1900614 585610 0571235360 9780571235360 3 <![CDATA[Julius Winsome]]> http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1176039280m/585610.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1176039280s/585610.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/585610.Julius_Winsome 3.78 9 He is at once more alone than he has ever been; he was at first with his father, until he died; then with Claire, until she disappeared with another man into a more normal life in town; and then with Hobbes, who eased the sorrow of Claire's departure. Now Hobbes is gone.

Julius is left with what his father left behind: the cabin that he was raised in; a lifetime of books, lining every wall of his home, which have been Julius's lifelong friends and confidantes; and his great-grandfather's rifle from World War I, which Julius had been trained to shoot with uncanny skill and with the utmost reluctance. But with the death of his dog, Julius's reluctance has reached its end. More and more, simply and furtively, it is revenge that is creeping into his mind.

Fresh snow is on the ground as the hunters lumber into his sights. They're well within the old gun's range. They pause, and they're locked into the crosshairs. Julius's finger traces the trigger. Will he pull it? And what will that accomplish? What if he simply has nothing left to lose?

]]> 2006 4 0 false Sun Jul 26 00:00:00 -0700 2009 Wed Jul 22 04:38:37 -0700 2009 Sun Jul 26 11:45:46 -0700 2009 We Need to Talk About Kevin: while I could acknowledge it was a very good book, it also scared ...more...]]> 50613392 1244119 371707 158567849X 9781585678495 27 <![CDATA[Julius Winsome: A Novel]]> http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187m/371707.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187s/371707.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/371707.Julius_Winsome_A_Novel 3.84 101 He is at once more alone than he has ever been; he was at first with his father, until he died; then with Claire, until she disappeared with another man into a more normal life in town; and then with Hobbes, who eased the sorrow of Claire's departure. Now Hobbes is gone.

Julius is left with what his father left behind: the cabin that he was raised in; a lifetime of books, lining every wall of his home, which have been Julius's lifelong friends and confidantes; and his great-grandfather's rifle from World War I, which Julius had been trained to shoot with uncanny skill and with the utmost reluctance. But with the death of his dog, Julius's reluctance has reached its end. More and more, simply and furtively, it is revenge that is creeping into his mind.

Fresh snow is on the ground as the hunters lumber into his sights. They're well within the old gun's range. They pause, and they're locked into the crosshairs. Julius's finger traces the trigger. Will he pull it? And what will that accomplish? What if he simply has nothing left to lose?

]]> 2006 3 0 false Sun Feb 01 00:00:00 -0800 2009 Fri Mar 27 09:34:15 -0700 2009 Fri Mar 27 09:34:15 -0700 2009
The book was strange and disturbing - and shocking- as it described a man's descent into madness. I had to force myse...more...]]> 33183815 227324 371707 158567849X 9781585678495 27 <![CDATA[Julius Winsome: A Novel]]> http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187m/371707.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187s/371707.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/371707.Julius_Winsome_A_Novel 3.84 101 He is at once more alone than he has ever been; he was at first with his father, until he died; then with Claire, until she disappeared with another man into a more normal life in town; and then with Hobbes, who eased the sorrow of Claire's departure. Now Hobbes is gone.

Julius is left with what his father left behind: the cabin that he was raised in; a lifetime of books, lining every wall of his home, which have been Julius's lifelong friends and confidantes; and his great-grandfather's rifle from World War I, which Julius had been trained to shoot with uncanny skill and with the utmost reluctance. But with the death of his dog, Julius's reluctance has reached its end. More and more, simply and furtively, it is revenge that is creeping into his mind.

Fresh snow is on the ground as the hunters lumber into his sights. They're well within the old gun's range. They pause, and they're locked into the crosshairs. Julius's finger traces the trigger. Will he pull it? And what will that accomplish? What if he simply has nothing left to lose?

]]> 2006 3 0 false Thu Sep 18 00:00:00 -0700 2008 Thu Sep 18 12:26:58 -0700 2008 Thu Sep 18 12:59:08 -0700 2008 more...]]> 21749844 1109787 371707 158567849X 9781585678495 27 <![CDATA[Julius Winsome: A Novel]]> http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187m/371707.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187s/371707.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/371707.Julius_Winsome_A_Novel 3.84 101 He is at once more alone than he has ever been; he was at first with his father, until he died; then with Claire, until she disappeared with another man into a more normal life in town; and then with Hobbes, who eased the sorrow of Claire's departure. Now Hobbes is gone.

Julius is left with what his father left behind: the cabin that he was raised in; a lifetime of books, lining every wall of his home, which have been Julius's lifelong friends and confidantes; and his great-grandfather's rifle from World War I, which Julius had been trained to shoot with uncanny skill and with the utmost reluctance. But with the death of his dog, Julius's reluctance has reached its end. More and more, simply and furtively, it is revenge that is creeping into his mind.

Fresh snow is on the ground as the hunters lumber into his sights. They're well within the old gun's range. They pause, and they're locked into the crosshairs. Julius's finger traces the trigger. Will he pull it? And what will that accomplish? What if he simply has nothing left to lose?

]]> 2006 4 0 true Thu Nov 01 00:00:00 -0700 2007 Tue May 06 20:09:31 -0700 2008 Tue May 06 20:09:31 -0700 2008
A man lives alone in a cabin lined with books in the Maine woods...more...]]> 58394761 2073288 371707 158567849X 9781585678495 27 <![CDATA[Julius Winsome: A Novel]]> http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187m/371707.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187s/371707.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/371707.Julius_Winsome_A_Novel 3.84 101 He is at once more alone than he has ever been; he was at first with his father, until he died; then with Claire, until she disappeared with another man into a more normal life in town; and then with Hobbes, who eased the sorrow of Claire's departure. Now Hobbes is gone.

Julius is left with what his father left behind: the cabin that he was raised in; a lifetime of books, lining every wall of his home, which have been Julius's lifelong friends and confidantes; and his great-grandfather's rifle from World War I, which Julius had been trained to shoot with uncanny skill and with the utmost reluctance. But with the death of his dog, Julius's reluctance has reached its end. More and more, simply and furtively, it is revenge that is creeping into his mind.

Fresh snow is on the ground as the hunters lumber into his sights. They're well within the old gun's range. They pause, and they're locked into the crosshairs. Julius's finger traces the trigger. Will he pull it? And what will that accomplish? What if he simply has nothing left to lose?

]]> 2006 0 0 false Mon Jan 01 00:00:00 -0800 2007 Thu Jun 04 05:25:01 -0700 2009 Thu Jun 04 05:26:56 -0700 2009 8789510 34606 2148255 1585679410 9781585679416 6 <![CDATA[Julius Winsome: A Novel]]> http://www.goodreads.com/images/nocover-111x148.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/images/nocover-60x80.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/2148255.Julius_Winsome_A_Novel 3.92 12 Fresh snow is on the ground as the hunters lumber into his sights. They're well within the old gun's range. They pause, and they're locked into the crosshairs. Julius's finger traces the trigger. Will he pull it? And what will that accomplish? What if he simply has nothing left to lose?

]]> 2006 5 0 false Thu Nov 01 00:00:00 -0700 2007 Wed Nov 07 08:22:19 -0800 2007 Wed Nov 14 17:48:36 -0800 2007 more...]]> 81686171 2583307 2148255 1585679410 9781585679416 6 <![CDATA[Julius Winsome: A Novel]]> http://www.goodreads.com/images/nocover-111x148.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/images/nocover-60x80.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/2148255.Julius_Winsome_A_Novel 3.84 101 Fresh snow is on the ground as the hunters lumber into his sights. They're well within the old gun's range. They pause, and they're locked into the crosshairs. Julius's finger traces the trigger. Will he pull it? And what will that accomplish? What if he simply has nothing left to lose?

]]> 2006 4 0 false Mon Dec 21 00:00:00 -0800 2009 Mon Dec 21 14:33:39 -0800 2009 Mon Dec 21 15:42:14 -0800 2009 45699313 37035 371707 158567849X 9781585678495 27 <![CDATA[Julius Winsome: A Novel]]> http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187m/371707.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187s/371707.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/371707.Julius_Winsome_A_Novel 3.84 101 He is at once more alone than he has ever been; he was at first with his father, until he died; then with Claire, until she disappeared with another man into a more normal life in town; and then with Hobbes, who eased the sorrow of Claire's departure. Now Hobbes is gone.

Julius is left with what his father left behind: the cabin that he was raised in; a lifetime of books, lining every wall of his home, which have been Julius's lifelong friends and confidantes; and his great-grandfather's rifle from World War I, which Julius had been trained to shoot with uncanny skill and with the utmost reluctance. But with the death of his dog, Julius's reluctance has reached its end. More and more, simply and furtively, it is revenge that is creeping into his mind.

Fresh snow is on the ground as the hunters lumber into his sights. They're well within the old gun's range. They pause, and they're locked into the crosshairs. Julius's finger traces the trigger. Will he pull it? And what will that accomplish? What if he simply has nothing left to lose?

]]> 2006 3 0 false Sun Feb 15 00:00:00 -0800 2009 Sat Feb 07 20:05:09 -0800 2009 Sun Feb 15 16:23:07 -0800 2009 24147186 1228057 371707 158567849X 9781585678495 27 <![CDATA[Julius Winsome: A Novel]]> http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187m/371707.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187s/371707.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/371707.Julius_Winsome_A_Novel 3.84 101 He is at once more alone than he has ever been; he was at first with his father, until he died; then with Claire, until she disappeared with another man into a more normal life in town; and then with Hobbes, who eased the sorrow of Claire's departure. Now Hobbes is gone.

Julius is left with what his father left behind: the cabin that he was raised in; a lifetime of books, lining every wall of his home, which have been Julius's lifelong friends and confidantes; and his great-grandfather's rifle from World War I, which Julius had been trained to shoot with uncanny skill and with the utmost reluctance. But with the death of his dog, Julius's reluctance has reached its end. More and more, simply and furtively, it is revenge that is creeping into his mind.

Fresh snow is on the ground as the hunters lumber into his sights. They're well within the old gun's range. They pause, and they're locked into the crosshairs. Julius's finger traces the trigger. Will he pull it? And what will that accomplish? What if he simply has nothing left to lose?

]]> 2006 5 0 false Tue Jun 10 09:29:59 -0700 2008 Tue Jun 10 09:32:56 -0700 2008 more...]]> 21772089 408190 2264205 0571235379 9780571235377 2 <![CDATA[Julius Winsome]]> http://www.goodreads.com/images/nocover-111x148.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/images/nocover-60x80.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/2264205.Julius_Winsome 4.67 3 He is at once more alone than he has ever been; he was at first with his father, until he died; then with Claire, until she disappeared with another man into a more normal life in town; and then with Hobbes, who eased the sorrow of Claire's departure. Now Hobbes is gone.

Julius is left with what his father left behind: the cabin that he was raised in; a lifetime of books, lining every wall of his home, which have been Julius's lifelong friends and confidantes; and his great-grandfather's rifle from World War I, which Julius had been trained to shoot with uncanny skill and with the utmost reluctance. But with the death of his dog, Julius's reluctance has reached its end. More and more, simply and furtively, it is revenge that is creeping into his mind.

Fresh snow is on the ground as the hunters lumber into his sights. They're well within the old gun's range. They pause, and they're locked into the crosshairs. Julius's finger traces the trigger. Will he pull it? And what will that accomplish? What if he simply has nothing left to lose?

]]> 2006 5 0 false Thu Feb 05 00:00:00 -0800 2009 Wed May 07 07:03:55 -0700 2008 Wed Feb 18 07:33:49 -0800 2009
I felt so tense reading this, I made myself slow down, linger over every word, relish every description. At times I felt I was there, with the character, far more than I wanted to be.

I wouldn't have expected t...more...]]> 2301132 148416 585610 0571235360 9780571235360 3 <![CDATA[Julius Winsome]]> http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1176039280m/585610.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1176039280s/585610.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/585610.Julius_Winsome 3.84 101 He is at once more alone than he has ever been; he was at first with his father, until he died; then with Claire, until she disappeared with another man into a more normal life in town; and then with Hobbes, who eased the sorrow of Claire's departure. Now Hobbes is gone.

Julius is left with what his father left behind: the cabin that he was raised in; a lifetime of books, lining every wall of his home, which have been Julius's lifelong friends and confidantes; and his great-grandfather's rifle from World War I, which Julius had been trained to shoot with uncanny skill and with the utmost reluctance. But with the death of his dog, Julius's reluctance has reached its end. More and more, simply and furtively, it is revenge that is creeping into his mind.

Fresh snow is on the ground as the hunters lumber into his sights. They're well within the old gun's range. They pause, and they're locked into the crosshairs. Julius's finger traces the trigger. Will he pull it? And what will that accomplish? What if he simply has nothing left to lose?

]]> 2006 4 0 false Fri Jun 01 00:00:00 -0700 2007 Sat Jun 23 11:14:21 -0700 2007 Mon Jun 25 19:22:01 -0700 2007 more...]]> 9356174 260782 371707 158567849X 9781585678495 27 <![CDATA[Julius Winsome: A Novel]]> http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187m/371707.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187s/371707.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/371707.Julius_Winsome_A_Novel 3.84 101 He is at once more alone than he has ever been; he was at first with his father, until he died; then with Claire, until she disappeared with another man into a more normal life in town; and then with Hobbes, who eased the sorrow of Claire's departure. Now Hobbes is gone.

Julius is left with what his father left behind: the cabin that he was raised in; a lifetime of books, lining every wall of his home, which have been Julius's lifelong friends and confidantes; and his great-grandfather's rifle from World War I, which Julius had been trained to shoot with uncanny skill and with the utmost reluctance. But with the death of his dog, Julius's reluctance has reached its end. More and more, simply and furtively, it is revenge that is creeping into his mind.

Fresh snow is on the ground as the hunters lumber into his sights. They're well within the old gun's range. They pause, and they're locked into the crosshairs. Julius's finger traces the trigger. Will he pull it? And what will that accomplish? What if he simply has nothing left to lose?

]]> 2006 4 0 false Thu Nov 01 00:00:00 -0700 2007 Tue Nov 20 10:30:45 -0800 2007 Tue Nov 20 10:37:17 -0800 2007 more...]]> 33577390 254405 371707 158567849X 9781585678495 27 <![CDATA[Julius Winsome: A Novel]]> http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187m/371707.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187s/371707.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/371707.Julius_Winsome_A_Novel 3.84 101 He is at once more alone than he has ever been; he was at first with his father, until he died; then with Claire, until she disappeared with another man into a more normal life in town; and then with Hobbes, who eased the sorrow of Claire's departure. Now Hobbes is gone.

Julius is left with what his father left behind: the cabin that he was raised in; a lifetime of books, lining every wall of his home, which have been Julius's lifelong friends and confidantes; and his great-grandfather's rifle from World War I, which Julius had been trained to shoot with uncanny skill and with the utmost reluctance. But with the death of his dog, Julius's reluctance has reached its end. More and more, simply and furtively, it is revenge that is creeping into his mind.

Fresh snow is on the ground as the hunters lumber into his sights. They're well within the old gun's range. They pause, and they're locked into the crosshairs. Julius's finger traces the trigger. Will he pull it? And what will that accomplish? What if he simply has nothing left to lose?

]]> 2006 5 0 false Mon Sep 22 20:21:01 -0700 2008 Mon Sep 22 20:23:26 -0700 2008 15439051 909039 371707 158567849X 9781585678495 27 <![CDATA[Julius Winsome: A Novel]]> http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187m/371707.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187s/371707.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/371707.Julius_Winsome_A_Novel 3.84 101 He is at once more alone than he has ever been; he was at first with his father, until he died; then with Claire, until she disappeared with another man into a more normal life in town; and then with Hobbes, who eased the sorrow of Claire's departure. Now Hobbes is gone.

Julius is left with what his father left behind: the cabin that he was raised in; a lifetime of books, lining every wall of his home, which have been Julius's lifelong friends and confidantes; and his great-grandfather's rifle from World War I, which Julius had been trained to shoot with uncanny skill and with the utmost reluctance. But with the death of his dog, Julius's reluctance has reached its end. More and more, simply and furtively, it is revenge that is creeping into his mind.

Fresh snow is on the ground as the hunters lumber into his sights. They're well within the old gun's range. They pause, and they're locked into the crosshairs. Julius's finger traces the trigger. Will he pull it? And what will that accomplish? What if he simply has nothing left to lose?

]]> 2006 4 0 false Sat Dec 01 00:00:00 -0800 2007 Thu Feb 14 14:55:35 -0800 2008 Sat Mar 01 15:01:39 -0800 2008 9899707 611324 371707 158567849X 9781585678495 27 <![CDATA[Julius Winsome: A Novel]]> http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187m/371707.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187s/371707.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/371707.Julius_Winsome_A_Novel 3.84 101 He is at once more alone than he has ever been; he was at first with his father, until he died; then with Claire, until she disappeared with another man into a more normal life in town; and then with Hobbes, who eased the sorrow of Claire's departure. Now Hobbes is gone.

Julius is left with what his father left behind: the cabin that he was raised in; a lifetime of books, lining every wall of his home, which have been Julius's lifelong friends and confidantes; and his great-grandfather's rifle from World War I, which Julius had been trained to shoot with uncanny skill and with the utmost reluctance. But with the death of his dog, Julius's reluctance has reached its end. More and more, simply and furtively, it is revenge that is creeping into his mind.

Fresh snow is on the ground as the hunters lumber into his sights. They're well within the old gun's range. They pause, and they're locked into the crosshairs. Julius's finger traces the trigger. Will he pull it? And what will that accomplish? What if he simply has nothing left to lose?

]]> 2006 4 0 false Fri Sep 01 00:00:00 -0700 2006 Mon Dec 03 16:26:41 -0800 2007 Mon Dec 03 16:28:23 -0800 2007 ]]> 35788812 1639398 371707 158567849X 9781585678495 27 <![CDATA[Julius Winsome: A Novel]]> http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187m/371707.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174239187s/371707.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/371707.Julius_Winsome_A_Novel 3.84 101 He is at once more alone than he has ever been; he was at first with his father, until he died; then with Claire, until she disappeared with another man into a more normal life in town; and then with Hobbes, who eased the sorrow of Claire's departure. Now Hobbes is gone.

Julius is left with what his father left behind: the cabin that he was raised in; a lifetime of books, lining every wall of his home, which have been Julius's lifelong friends and confidantes; and his great-grandfather's rifle from World War I, which Julius had been trained to shoot with uncanny skill and with the utmost reluctance. But with the death of his dog, Julius's reluctance has reached its end. More and more, simply and furtively, it is revenge that is creeping into his mind.

Fresh snow is on the ground as the hunters lumber into his sights. They're well within the old gun's range. They pause, and they're locked into the crosshairs. Julius's finger traces the trigger. Will he pull it? And what will that accomplish? What if he simply has nothing left to lose?

]]> 2006 1 0 false Mon Sep 01 00:00:00 -0700 2008 Mon Oct 20 14:39:47 -0700 2008 Mon Oct 20 15:51:33 -0700 2008 8 http://www.goodreads.com/book_link/follow/8?book_id=371707