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Released 10-20-15
PUBLISHER'S INTRODUCTION
I REMEMBER WATERCOLOR nights with my father and can still conjure up his voice, creaky like an anise candy wrapper. Sometimes he’d shade my world with his knowledge of birds, bats, and insects, or recite the lyrics to ballads like, “To Know Know Know Him, is to Love Love Love Him.” Now pushing seven years old, I would often spend my days sloshing around swamps in my yellow plastic boots searching for tadpoles and leopard frogs. When the wind howled dad would say, “See little November, there is music everywhere.”
Come along on a magical and mystical literary ride, a coming-of-age story set in the post-punk rock era of 1984, with November Rainer Savitchian reliving the fateful night of the Celtic Hazel Moon Music Festival featuring the band, ECHO AND THE BUNNYMEN. Hazel Moon unfolds over 24 hours on Earth, yet also Spans Centuries and Travels the Universe. Hidden in the author's colorful prose are poignant layers of profound Wisdom & Parable worthy of a classic text like Hermann Hesse's Siddhartha.
By way of character background, Hazel Moon's principal protagonist is a young and proud Armenian, November Rainer Savitchian. Although the authors, Lisa & Lori Minneti, are second generation Italian & German Americans, growing up one of their very best friends was an Armenian girl. From that close friendship and having learned much about Armenian culture and the Armenian Genocide, November Rainer Savitchian became the anchor for their coming-of-age story.
There are any number of references to Armenian culture, food, and the Armenian Genocide. November's grandmother came to American as a result of the Genocide and could not stand eating rice because it reminded her of being force-fed rice during her Armenian Trail Of Tears experience.
FROM THE BOOK
Her grandmother was a survivor of the Armenian Genocide. During that horrible period of ethnic cleansing families of Armenians were rounded up and forced to relocate. During long death marches many died from exposure and lack of adequate food and water.
There were some rest stops when rice was provided, but the starving children often gorged themselves and ended up gagging to death when their stomachs ruptured.
This was the traumatic memory that plagues her grandmother and followed November into her generation so that even thinking of certain foods, if not rice, even the color of rice, like white Italian cheese, could trigger a gagging reflex. The nightmare was passed down so that...No Armenian Would Ever Forget.
There were some rest stops when rice was provided, but the starving children often gorged themselves and ended up gagging to death when their stomachs ruptures.
COMMENT
That said, November is the kind of girl, the kind of person who will inspire any Aremian in the Diaspora, but especially Armenian teenage girls, to revel in their Armenian heritage while boldly facing all the normal challenges that have to be overcome while growing up in a new land.
http://hazelmoonlisaloriminneti.blogspot.com/2016/08/armenian-fest-book-signing.html
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