Saturday, March 28, 2015

In the spirit of spring: you’re the first girl I’ve ever given flowers to


As the bus approached the stop closest to her apartment, he found that in addition to being excited to see her again, he also felt as though he was being drawn to her by some unseen force. It was a feeling he had never experienced before.
When she opened the door, he presented her with the flowers, and she seemed genuinely touched by the somewhat archaic gesture. She reached up to place a kiss tenderly on his cheek, and the warmth of her touch was still lingering as he followed her hesitantly into the apartment.
“Did you know that no one has ever brought me flowers before?” she commented as she rummaged under the kitchen sink in search of a suitable vase for the carnations.
“I find that hard to believe,” he replied. “But for what it’s worth, you’re the first girl I’ve ever given flowers to.”

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Friday, March 27, 2015

Biblical history, beautifully told, and set in a very real world

I am thrilled to find a five-star review for my trilogy, The David Chronicles, written by top Amazon reviewer and author Sheila Deeth. In addition to her novel, Divide by Zero, she has written The Five Minute Bible Story Series, and other books. With a Masters in mathematics from Cambridge University, England, she is a a top reviewer for Amazon, Goodreads, Gather and other reading sites. This is what she says:

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The David Chronicles is a collection of three wonderful novels by Uvi Poznansky. Together they tell a tale of madmen and kings, love and betrayal, youth and old age, prison cells and freedom’s ring. Drawn from Biblical history, they vividly recreate character and place, inviting readers to see the world of King David as his contemporaries might have seen it, from the giant Goliath to the rebellious son, wounded daughter, and fickle wives.

The David of these novels is no saint, but rather a wise and careful man, brought down as he struggles to balance love and duty against nation and family. The world around him is dangerous, rife with plots and wars. And a wise king, singing songs, will do well to take care how history will see him.

I love this series for its convincing depiction of real people in ancient times, for its unflinching honesty, and for its vividly real characters. This David is no cardboard cutout to be filled in with bright crayoned colors. His Bathsheba is no plaything. And his women will take their place on the stage of history, will have their voice, and will cry out for love and hate and hope.

Echoing with phrases from the psalms, singing with a lonely king’s “hope for redemption... when prayers go unanswered,” and filled with real characters who have “learn[ed] their lessons—not from ... psalms, but from ... deeds,” this sequence of novels brings the Bible to life, takes readers deep into David’s mind, and leaves us knowing the characters of the past, or even of the Bible, weren’t so different from people today after all. It's highly recommended!

Thursday, March 26, 2015

A well-presented, detailed, and thought provoking interpretation of biblical history

C. B. Blaha is an up and coming author with books such as Dominoes and The Trip. I am touched that she posted this review for my novel, The Edge of Revolt:

  Thought ProvokingMarch 25, 2015
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Just as Shakespeare revealed the very imperfect and timeless human aspects of prominent people in his portrayals, Uvi Poznansky has given us a King David with whom we can truly relate. Torn by his past and confronted by his present, David searches for truth and resolve. Haunted by his inaction after the rape of his daughter, Tamar, and murder of her rapist (his son Amnon) by his half-brother, Absalom, David is driven from his throne only to confront his demons before returning.

Ms. Poznansky’s character development is brilliant to say the least. I was captivated by her rendering of this biblical story and the raw emotion it evoked, and although this is the last book of her David Chronicles trilogy, it stands alone.

I highly recommend this novel to historical fiction buffs as well as anybody who enjoys a well-presented, detailed, and thought provoking interpretation of biblical history.

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

What is At Odds with Destiny about?

At Odds with Destiny is about characters from all walks of life, characters who don't take their fate for granted. With great intensity they fight to overcome obstacles, all the while reflecting on the internal changes they experience as the adventure unfolds. 
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Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Masterful story telling

Dan Strawn is the author of Isaac's GunBody of Work, and Breakfast at Blair'sLame Bird's Legacy, and Black Wolf's ReturnI am truly honored that having read the entire David Chronicles he posted this thoughtful review for the last volume, The Edge of Revolt:

5A fitting end to David's story, March 23, 2015
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In Book three of the David Chronicles, Uvi Poznansky continues to deliver first class character development with her first-person story telling. “The Edge of Revolt” follows King David into his old age. Uvi puts us there. We discover the cracks in the king's character, apparent to those in his court, yet denied by his regal vanity until at last the King sees the truth in the shattered lives of his progeny—his murderous and dishonorable sons, and Tamar, his ravished and dishonored daughter—all victims in David's eyes of his shortcomings.

As in the first two books in the trilogy, Uvi performs masterful story telling by mining between the lines of the biblical renditions. There she finds nuggets of what-if revelation about who this David of yore really was. Again, she puts us there, this time by sprinkling the narrative and dialogue with characterizations and idioms right out of the Twenty-First Century:

“Dad,” she has Solomon ask David, “are you cold?”

And from her narraative—“. . . I am a king, and a king I shall remain till my last breath.

“Out with the old, in with the new?”

Not to be outdone by the biblical poet, Uvi has her own ways of evoking emotion and eloquence:

“Back in the palace, where we used to walk on the softest of rugs, our soles have softened. Spoiled by luxury, so have our souls. To survive this winter in the wilderness, body and spirit must harden.

Can we do it? God knows.”

Or

“... everyone knows that when Joav comes too close, as if to hug you or whisper a dirty joke in your ear, the next thing you know is a stab under the fifth rib.”

Or

“To remind him of the words uttered by Abner, the general he stabbed to death years ago, I ask, 'should the sword devour forever?'”

How like David; how like Uvi in portraying him.

Enough. If you haven't read the first two books in the trilogy, put them by your nightstand. When you are finished with them, you won't be satisfied until you've turned the last page of “The Edge of Revolt.”

This day is an omen for the rest of our journey

This time I chose a spring theme, just because...

“My heart will be just fine, and so will these berries for our midday meal.”
They found more blackberries growing in abundance in the sun. Mali ran back to the group to tell them. Several joined her with deer hides to store the berries. Soon afterwards, they were on the water and moving south against the river, which moved in a northwardly manner to where it emptied into the sea. Thankfully, the winds were calm and the current offered little resistance to the paddlers. By the late afternoon, the river was still wide with flat banks. They decided to pull over for the night in time for the men to hunt for dinner. The women started the fire and stretched bear hides between trees as shelters where they would sleep on woven palm frond mats. They began building small fires around the perimeter of the camp to keep away the hungry mosquitoes, already in abundance with the advent of early spring rains.
They sat around the fire after eating the meat of a turkey one of the men caught. The hoot owl began his song and soon the mockingbird attempted its weak imitation. Then the song of the whippoorwills began and the night foragers of the woods scuttled through the fallen leaves and pine needles behind the river camp. The moon, full and bright, rose above their heads.
They rested and listened to the songs of the woods.
“Today we began our journey as the sun rose and now the moon lights our night,” Locka said to the group of travelers sitting near the fire.
His words lulled them as the children put their heads in their mother’s laps. Soon each family would go off to their shelter to rest for the night.
“We found plentiful food to sustain us, and we rest here in peace,” Locka continued. “This day is an omen for the rest of our journey. We will survive.”

Excerpt from Native Lands, a novel by P.C. Zick included in At Odds with Destiny


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Monday, March 23, 2015

Guilty pleasures are the only ones worth having

That night I hear, for the first time, a new noise. The noise of a crowd. People shuffling their feet, coughing, saying things they do not really mean.
“You’re so talented! Such an inspiration,” says a shrill voice just outside the studio.
“Oh, it’s nothing,” says the Creator, as if overcome, all of a sudden, by a sense of humility. “Lucky to walk and talk,” she says, “just like the rest of us.”
“Walk? Talk? Lucky you,” grumbles a deep, melancholy voice from below. 
Astonished, I turn my gaze to Adam. It could not have been him—now, could it? He seems so paralyzed, so restrained and so utterly focused on kneeling down in his particular shackled position as to have said absolutely nothing at all.
Meanwhile, she opens the door for the first guest. He offers numerous praises; which she accepts with a mix of visible pleasure and concealed distrust. I can tell she believes none of it—but all the same, praise, to her, is intoxicating. She can never get enough of it, which she will never admit, and which makes her angry with herself as well. 
Now if you ask me, the guests are here for no other purpose than to pay tribute to me, as I rise over their heads in the flesh. Being in the nude, modesty has never been my strongest suit. Is it vanity, I ask you, to let them lay eyes on me, to delight in their cheers with such an open, shameless joy, and with no inhibitions whatsoever? Why should I refrain from basking in my own glory? 
If you ask me, guilty pleasures are the only ones worth having.

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