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If neatness counts for you, dont count on Anne Rices musical-ghost novel Violin . It is an eruption of the authors personal demons, as messy as the monster bursting from that poor fellows chest in the movie Alien . Like Rice, the heroine Triana lives in New Orleans, mourns a dead young daughter and a drunken mother, and is subject to uncanny visions. A violin-virtuoso gh If neatness counts for you, dont count on Anne Rices musical-ghost novel Violin . It is an eruption of the authors personal demons, as messy as the monster bursting from that poor fellows chest in the movie Alien . Like Rice, the heroine Triana lives in New Orleans, mourns a dead young daughter and a drunken mother, and is subject to uncanny visions. A violin-virtuoso ghost named Stefan time-trips and globetrots with Triana, taunting her for her inability to play his Stradivarius--which echoes composer Salieris jealousy in Amadeus and possibly Rices jealousy of her successful poet husband Stan Rice in the years before her own florid, lurid writing made her famous. The storytelling here is too abstract, but the almost certainly autobiographical emotions could not be more visceral. At one point, the narrator exclaims, Shame, blame, maim, pain, vain! But Rices dip in the acid bath of memory was not in vain--she packs the pain of a lifetime into 289 pages.

If neatness counts for you, dont count on Anne Rices musical-ghost novel Violin . It is an eruption of the authors personal demons, as messy as the monster bursting from that poor fellows chest in the movie Alien . Like Rice, the heroine Triana lives in New Orleans, mourns a dead young daughter and a drunken mother, and is subject to uncanny visions. A violin-virtuoso gh If neatness counts for you, dont count on Anne Rices musical-ghost novel Violin . It is an eruption of the authors personal demons, as messy as the monster bursting from that poor fellows chest...  Read More