Here is a wonderful review from Janey Robertson of my novel, Fergus Falls. Her website, wordsfromjaney.com, is temporarily offline, so she has graciously allowed its publication here. –JB. Fergus Falls is a brilliant debut novel from author Joseph Berman. The title refers to an imagined version of a real city in rural Minnesota, but the setting is hardly indicative of what the novel has to offer. Berman’s Fergu
READERS might expect Fergus Falls to offer charming, heartwarming tales from the title outpost, a town turned city on the Minnesota prairie, and the self-proclaimed Mushroom Capital of America. ALAS… …long-time mayor Francis Mingalone suffers from vivid hallucinations, real-estate tycoon José Hosea kidnaps innocent tourists, and Moira, the bad artist, inflicts her suspect talent on anyone, on any occasion
His skin glowed the color of mocha cappuccino, his muscles tapered into drawn bows and steely arrows, and his long, flowing locks took flight and landed in rhythmic accompaniment to his pounding legs and buttocks. “Fergus Falls,” he whispered. The woman, a strawberry blonde, writhed somewhere underneath him. She was visible only in splotches of feet, hair, and hands, the latter clasped against the middle
On a cold morning in January, in a year that most Fergus Fallsians had assumed lay only in the distant future, Mayor Mingalone sequestered himself in his sumptuous, mahogany-paneled office, where diligently he attempted to ignore the electronic sign blaring his city’s name through the window and instead to concentrate on the question at hand, which was whether or not to run for another four-year term. |||Fergus Falls