Anna Marie Laforest
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About Anna Marie Laforest
The only thing Anna Marie loves more than reading and writing is listening to opera singers (and eating chocolate, of course). Her essays, poems, stories, and theater reviews have been published in literary journals from Austin, Texas to D.C. to Portland Oregon and Melbourne, Australia. https://annamarielaforest.wixsite.com/stories
Titles By Anna Marie Laforest
As questions about the will become more severe, and someone from the house is found dead in the reeds by the lake, Joyce feels increasingly doubtful and even threatened over accepting the property. Jay’s friend Lewis, the dapper and scholastic music-loving priest, arrives in time to soothe some nerves and complicate others.
It’s a good thing that Joyce’s friend, the intrepid and shapeshifting Jon di Vine comes along to sort the mysteries for Joyce and the police, and of course, as he loves spectacle, he arranges a trap for the killer during a public rehearsal of Carmina Burana. Never a dull moment when these friends get together. Their lively comradery and regard for each other, begun in the novel Double Takes, grows exponentially in Mystery at Oboe Lake.
Joyce picks up on secrets from suspects’ muscle structure and their conversations ‘on the table.’ But she has a habit of falling in love with the wrong, and sometimes dangerous, man. Her long-time friend Jon, a professional astrologer and budding psychic detective, brings Gemini-like clues to the case as characters and conflicts become twinned.
Meanwhile, journal entries of a would-be writer start to pre-figure the life of her fiancé, Jay, who becomes convinced she has faked her own death. And the demise of a dauntless and indebted actor has everyone at Joyce’s theatre turned upside down.
A paleontologist’s wife, who is a closet collector herself, discovers that “you have to take it with you” in the afterlife. An armchair traveler melts through a wormhole in a church in Italy. A handful of people incarnate over and over, taking turns as lover, deceiver, warrior, friend. A timid woman’s soul adds another version of herself each time she is frightened, and they nearly collide. A stonecutter is fought over by Saturn and Jupiter, then released. A master chocolatier dies in a seeming earthquake and walks through the rubble only to find the river Lethe. And ten more.
At the age of four, she walks through a hospital basement of rubber pipes, duct tape, and oil to take the service elevator up to the polio floor, and later must battle strange housekeepers, inept nurses, breathing machines and suction apparatus. She helps her mother “draw on” her lipstick in preparation for visits from a dwindling number of friends, including a “brainwashed” priest.
In a contrast of beauty and frustrations, the girl dreams under the pear tree in her grandmother’s garden, tears at her clothes and bites washcloths, but also bites backyard tomatoes, tasting the metallic ring of city earth. She makes up fairy stories for her little sister and finds a landing place for her imagination in the white lace and silver paten liturgy of the church. It is a childhood of deciding what is of value in a world where one’s mother would die any day. It is a fearful and tangible dance with death.