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Bipolar Express Kindle Edition
| B. C. Bell (Author) Find all the books, read about the author, and more. See search results for this author |
And, If the cold, starvation and illness don't kill him, there's a gang roving the city that will. Along the way he'll discover magnetism affects the behavior of birds, elephants, ants, even humans. And then there are those 'radioactive' rays in the sky...
From Award winning short story writer and creator of Tales of The Bagman comes a novel about failure, redemption, and the end of a world.
Bipolar Express.
- LanguageEnglish
- Publication dateAugust 3, 2012
- File size529 KB
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Product details
- ASIN : B008SK73MM
- Publication date : August 3, 2012
- Language : English
- File size : 529 KB
- Text-to-Speech : Enabled
- Screen Reader : Supported
- Enhanced typesetting : Enabled
- X-Ray : Not Enabled
- Word Wise : Enabled
- Print length : 211 pages
- Lending : Enabled
- Best Sellers Rank: #3,736,427 in Kindle Store (See Top 100 in Kindle Store)
- #23,729 in Post-Apocalyptic Science Fiction (Kindle Store)
- #36,562 in Post-Apocalyptic Science Fiction (Books)
- #79,240 in Horror (Kindle Store)
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About the author

B. C. Bell writes Crime, Horror, Science, and Pulp Fiction. His short story "How Pappy Got Five Acres Back and Calvin Stayed on the Farm," is an SFReader.com Award Winner. His first novel, TALES OF THE BAGMAN is a roaring 1930's pulp thriller about a mobster forced to don a mask. His latest, BIPOLAR EXPRESS is the story of mentally ill men trying to survive, sometimes humorously, sometimes savagely, in a an abandoned city as the magnetic poles switch. Bell has written adventures for many pulp heroes, including The Avenger, Secret Agent X, and Dan Fowler G-Man. His work has ranged in influence from Dashiell Hammett and H. P. Lovecraft to Demons, Werewolves and Psychologists. He is currently awaiting release of the second Bagman novel, VERSUS THE WORLD, and, as always, working on his next novel, and another pulp novella featuring a character far too mysterious to name. Bell lives in Chicago (and occasionally shows up for readings). Look him up on Facebook [www.facebook.com/B.C.Bell.Writes] or his blog [www.chicagobagman.blogspot.com].
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First, it's set mostly in Chicago, although the first part takes place at Clear Rock Rehab, which seems to be somewhere near Rockford. Bell gives us an incredibly vivid account of being inside what used to be called Bedlam. At first, Bipolar Express comes off as darkly funny. But then it becomes even darker, funnier, and deadly serious. The main character is Holt, an alcoholic who has hit bottom. In Holt, Bell has created a very interesting, unique, weak/strong, sad character who will make you weep. Holt's roommate is Wesley, a big, strange dude who refuses to flush the toilet or use toilet paper out of fear that he might stop up the toilet again. This is quite hilarious, but it's also quite sad; if you've ever been in rehab centers, sanitariums, or nursing homes, you'll know just how sad something like that can be. Then there's Jack, tough as nails, and who at first seems to be the leader of this merry little band of pranksters. The story soon changes from the rehab center to the trio's adventures when they make their getaway and find themselves on the all-but deserted streets of Chicago during a major catastrophe brought about by a sudden, worldwide shift in climate. The final act takes place in a CostCo-like store where Holt, Jack and Wesley take refuge, along with a homeless derelict named Frostbite, whom they befriend. Oh, there's also a mangy dog that Holt takes in and starts calling Thing -- a pet that may or may not be a cannibal canine. (There's also a funny bit about cans of "Heinz Spotted Dick Sponge Pudding.") But I digress. So . . . while Jack and Wes pursue the object of their addictions and enjoy the luxuries they find in this huge store, Holt has stopped drinking and seems to be holding it together. Gradually he comes into his own and becomes the strong one, slowly assuming leadership. But as he starts pulling himself together you sense the tension in him, the emotional and mental fuse that could ignite at any time. Along the way the three amigos' encounter with another gang becomes a showdown for survival, and when the violence hits it strikes the way it often does in real life: out of nowhere and slamming you in the face. The climax of the novel arrives when Holt is faced with a choice I hope never to be faced with. And the choice he makes is born of madness but is also very rational in light of the situation. This novel takes you from the nightmare of one kind of bedlam, to the nightmare of a frozen world, and into the nightmare of another kind of bedlam.
Did all this really happen? Or did it happen only in Holt's mind?
B Chris Bell writes with great humor, insight and self-reflection. He has a way with words and a way with turning a phrase. I don't know how he comes up with things like, "House of Whacks" (referring to Clear Rock), or "Descartes was bored when he came up with I think, therefore I am." Bell also begs the question, "Is it mentally ill to be depressed if you really have a reason to be depressed?" (My answer is, No.) Or how about this one: "The clinically depressed aren't real big on faith." (In my case, true.)
Bipolar Express is one hell of an excellent novel, and Bell is one hell of a writer: he's the real deal. I've also read his stories in Secret Agent-X, and Mystery Men and Women, and I'd like to see him write something for one of the upcoming volumes in The Ruby Files series. (All titles are published by Airship27.) I would like to see Bell turn his hand to sword and sorcery. He could do it, too. He's a master of serious, genuine pulp fiction. A true pulpeteer.
Oh, and did I mention nail clippers? Nail clippers are very important to Holt.
Okay. I'll call it a horror novel. I don't want to limit it, but I have recommended it for the Horror Writers Association's Bram Stoker Award for "Superior Achievement in Novel" because when you read it, you have to hang on to the reality around you and keep reminding yourself that it's not you...it is not you.
Bell has crafted a rollickingly terrifying and incredibly well-written psychotic fever dream and put it inside a traveler's tale that's feels all too real, all too close. As Bell's hero, Holt, moves through his world of shifted poles, life grows darker, funnier, and more bewilderingly horrific and takes us through an apocalyptic landscape that at times feels like Neal Cassady and Huck Finn riding together on river of wonder. And, at times, the book turns us into wide-eyed observers, Holden Caulfield at world's end.
-- Lawrence Santoro, author of "Drink for the Thirst to Come," "Just North of Nowhere," and host of the weekly horror podcast, "Tales to Terrify"


