Above the Universe Below by Elias Barton: Review, Excerpt and Giveaway

Today I would like to present Above the Universe Below by Elias Barton.  I’ll be hosting a review and an excerpt from this book. and there is a tour wide giveaway for one of FIVE copies of Above the Universe Below.

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Please read on to learn more about the book and author, read the review and the excerpt:

Title: Above the Universe Below
Author: Elias Barton
Genre: Fantasy, Dark
Publisher: Iron Glass Press
Ebook/Paperback
Pages: 332
Purchase:Amazon US (Kindle) | Amazon (Print)
|Amazon UK (Kindle)
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Book Description: For two years running (2011 & 2012) Above the Universe Below was was a semi-finalist in Amazon.com’s Breakthrough Novel Award and Publishers Weekly:
“Brilliant writing carries this pleasantly odd tale of an agoraphobic artist, Carder Quevedo… Carder’s road is not an easy one, but readers will be rooting for him in this unusual and beautifully written book.”

An agoraphobic artist in our world but a grim reaper in another, Carder Quevedo hides at home, immersing himself in the paintings which commemorate the strange deaths he’s witnessed. He ventures into public only when necessary, scrambling to his hospital job to extract corneas from deceased donors or darting to the diner to share a meal with Darren, his only friend. That’s Carder’s existence – and he’s content.

Until…

Haika changes that. As the bored, beautiful owner of an art gallery – who also happens to be married – she stumbles into Carder in a chance encounter and soon becomes obsessed with his art. As they forge a quirky, electric relationship, Carder is reluctantly pulled into Haika’s social world of wealth, status and the peculiar characters that come with it. Carder is pushed further to the edge when his teenage niece visits, rebelling against her ultra-conservative upbringing. All the while, Carder’s hidden history threatens to ruin his developing chance at normalcy, and on the opening night of his art gallery show, his past finally catches up to his present and wreaks havoc upon them all.

About the Author:  Elias Barton has lived on the edge of an active volcano, worked in a Bible factory and is the author of the novel “Above the Universe Below.” He was a semifinalist in both 2011 and 2012 for the Amazon Breakthrough Novel Award. He currently resides in WashingtonDC where he befriends gargoyles, feeds unicorns and combats two cats who try to smother him in his sleep.

Find the Author:  Website

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My Review:  I received a copy of this book from the author for purpose of honest review. I was not compensated for this review, and all conclusions are my own responsibility.

This book was a fantastic ride through the mind and memories of an artist. Encompassing his day job, his view on the world around him and memories of childhood that remain with a surrealistic edge; Dali and Chagall meet the prose of a poetic heart.

I was personally disinclined to see Carder in a sympathetic light.  As I started the book, although beautifully and rhythmically written, he felt like the stereotypic emo artist – rather pretentious and hemmed in by their own self-import.  What was quickly revealed was Carder’s shyness and the reasons that define his behavior, and label him ”weird”.

What emerges as the story progresses is all of the influences, real and imagined that Carder draws from to exist, to create and even to amuse himself.  The words are put together with a near melodic pattern: from the moments of rhyming from sentence to sentence, to long and rather staccato beats, the words seem to want to be read in a rhythm of their own creation.  What I found interesting is that Carder, by his own admission, spends too much time alone, painting with only Rachmaninoff for company.  Somehow, that music has translated to the page, words wanting to be sung in my head with specific rhythm and meter.

A testament to those “weird but gentle” souls that walk among us, this book opens a new way of looking at the world and how those impressions can create beauty, even if only in a metaphor.  The writing is beautiful and lyrical, with characters that are deftly and clearly drawn.  What the author has cleverly managed to do is incorporate meaning and longing, with the little annoyances of life into a story contained but not constrained within its pages.  Anyone who has ever felt alone in a crowded room will find this book calls to them and favorite lines appear unbidden, making the story live on long after the last page is complete.

The Excerpt:

Haika’s mouth is obscured behind an empty Styrofoam cup riddled with repeating arches of gentle teeth-marks she’s bitten into it like colorless rainbows perforating white sky. She meets Carder’s gaze with a mischievous smile, enjoying the role of spectator and anthropologist. She’s relaxed, as if sitting in a bubble bath with a goblet of wine in hand, reading this all in a novel someone lent her.

Love.

That’s what Haika is: love. Not just love for Mike or art or New York. Haika is love in every moment. She’s loving to Carder, to his relatives, to the Carlisle boys. But she’s more. She’s love in the cloudless sky above, in the honey she brought for tea, in the music she tries to soundtrack Carder’s life with, in the thrift-store clothes she’s wearing, in the ascot knotted at her chin, in her bare feet sliding through what would once have been war-torn grass, in the sadness sometimes hiding in the corners of her lips. She brings love to every moment… something Carder has never seen in another person. Ever. He obsesses over every detail, and gulps down the harrowing thought that he’ll one day lose her. He tries to be love like Haika is, to laze on the hammock of friendship hanging from her eyes right now. He fills with gratitude. This has actually happened. She had actually been in his life, and no one can take that away. Carder could live off it for decades and fully plans to.

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