Red Haircrow
Autor de A Lieutenant's Love
Series
Obras de Red Haircrow
Etiquetado
Conocimiento común
- Fecha de nacimiento
- 1972-01-07
- País (para mapa)
- Germany
- Lugar de nacimiento
- Frankfurt am Main, Germany
- Lugares de residencia
- Berlin, Germany
- Ocupaciones
- Writer
Private Chef
Law Enforcement Officer (former)
Publisher - Biografía breve
- Red Haircrow is a writer of fiction and non-fiction, private chef, reviewer and former law enforcement officer of Native American descent whose hometown is Berlin. Both traditionally and independently published, Red chooses to inject realism into their fictional work and happily ever after is not always in the mix though love and strong characters always are.
Among other things, Red loves traveling, learning languages (speaks more than a few), and spending time with friends. Active in Native American affairs, Red can also be found playing RPGs, browsing 2nd hand shops and savoring the meditative Zen of archery with the medieval Longbow.
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There are some elements in common with the recent memoir I read by Red Haircrow, Silence is Multi-colored in my World, such as the connection with Germany and Russia, the bisexuality of one of the two main characters, who is in love, and committed to a gay man, the almost dependent relationship between a younger, poor man and a sophisticated older one. So many in common, that I think the author translated in fiction, with some adaptation, people he knew by hand in his real world; I seem to recognize the boy of Silence in both Adrian than Yulian, but whilst Silence is a memoir, and heart-wrenching since there is no happy end for that boy, here the author wanted to give a spark of hope to his fictional characters. Despite the title, The Agony of Joy, and the sensitive matter it deals with, child abuse, Agony is not without hope, and actually, it ends with an opening to a possible, better future for these guys, one that maybe the author is thinking to share. Knowing the boy in Silence was real, and the author knew him, maybe he “used” Agony like a balsam, to put on the scar the loss of that boy left in him, to soothe the hurting.
Agony is not a refined story, sometime it’s even difficult to follow, my idea is that, like most of Red Haircrow’s writings, it comes from the real life of the author, and as such, it’s like a brainstorming of his mind and heart, and a storm is never planned. Despite that, the cinderfella plot is there, Adrian and Lexx are almost perfect romance characters, the ending is bittersweet but also romantic. In a way, knowing as Silence ends, Agony is at the same time agony and joy, joy cause in fiction an happy ending is possible, agony cause in reality, in Silence, you know that didn’t happen.
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00BVZSWOO/?tag=elimyrevandra-20… (más)
Agony is not a refined story, sometime it’s even difficult to follow, my idea is that, like most of Red Haircrow’s writings, it comes from the real life of the author, and as such, it’s like a brainstorming of his mind and heart, and a storm is never planned. Despite that, the cinderfella plot is there, Adrian and Lexx are almost perfect romance characters, the ending is bittersweet but also romantic. In a way, knowing as Silence ends, Agony is at the same time agony and joy, joy cause in fiction an happy ending is possible, agony cause in reality, in Silence, you know that didn’t happen.
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00BVZSWOO/?tag=elimyrevandra-20… (más)
Already from the beginning this memoir is heartbreaking… you see, you open the book and the dedication is “In memory of G.Y.S. with love: he, the other part of myself.” And well, you think, this is maybe the story of someone who loved G.Y.S. and then he lost him, and in the following pages you will read about is falling and raising? But then you turn one page and you read: “Who am I? I am G.Y.S., a profoundly deaf man. I have blue eyes and red hair, which I wear long. I am gay and Russian, and was born in 1978 in the Ukraine, but I moved myself to Germany when I was fourteen.” So yes, this is G.Y.S.’s story, and G.Y.S. is dead, at 31 years old.
G.Y.S. is not Red Haircrow, cause Haircrow is alive; but what we are reading are G.Y.S.’s words and thoughts, so G.Y.S. was, IS, real. The dedication said, with love, the other part of myself, so this is a tale of love. But it’s not a tale of death. In the word of G.Y.S. there is everything of him, who he was, a sex worker, who he became, an husband, but nothing about how he died. At that age, and considering the past experiences, you can probably guess, but again, this is not about how he died, this is about how, and why, he lived. You enter in G.Y.S.’s mind, and heart, and you will likely be deeply sad at the end, cause you know this strong voice is no more.
To external eyes, G.Y.S. was “different”, he was deaf, he was gay, he was a stranger in a stranger country. Silence Is Multi-Colored In My World allows you to enter G.Y.S.’s perspective, and understand that he was no influenced by others, if the world wanted to tag him, they could do, but G.Y.S. was well aware of himself, as it was his partner. An example, he was married to a man, so people tagged him as gay, but his husband was bisexual; he didn’t fight the tagging, since, basically, to him didn’t matter, he was what he was, he loved who he loved. Man, woman, didn’t matter.
The writing style, even in rendering the English of a “stranger”, is perfect, so perfect that I wondered how much is of G.Y.S and how much is of Red Haircrow. The line between fiction and non fiction is blurred, making this a complex, but so good reading. The from the author section on Amazon, perfectly sum up the why you have to read this: "After acute grief had passed, though it still can strike, it took me some time, months and into years to finally decide to collect his writings together to share with the world. He was so courageous and beautiful, strong and vulnerable at the same time. He was the kind of person you might never remark on if you see them walk pass you on the street, yet there was so many amazing things inside him, and a blazing intellectual that so many dismissed or never realized.
He lived most of his life in or near Berlin in Germany. Whether by train, bus or foot sometimes when I am wandering through the countryside or city, through the many parks or shopping arcades filled with people and I happen to see a tall, slim person with long reddish hair: I have a little pain inside me. It stops me in place because I think of him. If the person is moving away from me, sometimes I wish it were him somehow, still alive, still touchable in the physical sense. I want to imagine he is alive and loved by someone even if it is not myself, he, my special phantom of the city. It is hard to accept sometimes that so vibrant a soul is now gone from this world, but I believe I will see him again one day."
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0086OEXD2/?tag=elimyrevandra-20… (más)
G.Y.S. is not Red Haircrow, cause Haircrow is alive; but what we are reading are G.Y.S.’s words and thoughts, so G.Y.S. was, IS, real. The dedication said, with love, the other part of myself, so this is a tale of love. But it’s not a tale of death. In the word of G.Y.S. there is everything of him, who he was, a sex worker, who he became, an husband, but nothing about how he died. At that age, and considering the past experiences, you can probably guess, but again, this is not about how he died, this is about how, and why, he lived. You enter in G.Y.S.’s mind, and heart, and you will likely be deeply sad at the end, cause you know this strong voice is no more.
To external eyes, G.Y.S. was “different”, he was deaf, he was gay, he was a stranger in a stranger country. Silence Is Multi-Colored In My World allows you to enter G.Y.S.’s perspective, and understand that he was no influenced by others, if the world wanted to tag him, they could do, but G.Y.S. was well aware of himself, as it was his partner. An example, he was married to a man, so people tagged him as gay, but his husband was bisexual; he didn’t fight the tagging, since, basically, to him didn’t matter, he was what he was, he loved who he loved. Man, woman, didn’t matter.
The writing style, even in rendering the English of a “stranger”, is perfect, so perfect that I wondered how much is of G.Y.S and how much is of Red Haircrow. The line between fiction and non fiction is blurred, making this a complex, but so good reading. The from the author section on Amazon, perfectly sum up the why you have to read this: "After acute grief had passed, though it still can strike, it took me some time, months and into years to finally decide to collect his writings together to share with the world. He was so courageous and beautiful, strong and vulnerable at the same time. He was the kind of person you might never remark on if you see them walk pass you on the street, yet there was so many amazing things inside him, and a blazing intellectual that so many dismissed or never realized.
He lived most of his life in or near Berlin in Germany. Whether by train, bus or foot sometimes when I am wandering through the countryside or city, through the many parks or shopping arcades filled with people and I happen to see a tall, slim person with long reddish hair: I have a little pain inside me. It stops me in place because I think of him. If the person is moving away from me, sometimes I wish it were him somehow, still alive, still touchable in the physical sense. I want to imagine he is alive and loved by someone even if it is not myself, he, my special phantom of the city. It is hard to accept sometimes that so vibrant a soul is now gone from this world, but I believe I will see him again one day."
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0086OEXD2/?tag=elimyrevandra-20… (más)
Like the other novella I read by Red Haircrow, even if the setting is totally different, an historical the other a contemporary this one, there is a common undertone to both of them, a mix of sad and bitter that cannot make them ordinary romances, but in any case, the involved men will have an happily ever after of some sort, maybe only a little later than in an ordinary romance would happen.
Another similarity is the difference in age of the men, one is barely a boy, and the other is an adult man, well beyond his young age. Jamie is a 19 years old college student who dreams of Europe and the freedom of being gay he will have in those enlightened countries, and just for these thoughts you can understand he is really young. Since his parents don’t want to support his dreams, he is working the night shift in a warehouse so that he can attend some courses at the community college and save all his money to finance his future backpacking travel, a travel that, according to me, he will never take, outgrowing the dream while, and when, he will gain years and experience. Jamie’s past experience with friends and sex are not good, and I think he sees Europe like a lost paradise, a place where he can be who he wants to be without being laughed.
Derrick is the new night worker; he is older, more thirty than twenty, and “exotic”; he was born in Europe, and even if he doesn’t have any accent, or odd “custom”, just his appearance appeals Jamie: dark haired, green eyed and pale skin, he is at the opposite of the All-American boys whom Jamie sees as the source of all his trouble. Jamie clutches to Derrick like he clanged to his dreams of Europe, Derrick being the “thing” more near to it Jamie can now reach. And Derrick is bisexual, and the interest is mutual, so of course he becomes Jamie’s next best thing.
It’s strange, this is basically a romantic story, and also the ending is an happily for now one, so this should be a 100% romance, but there is something, maybe the setting, mostly by night, or the characters, Derrick is quite aloof, that gives to the story an almost imperceptible dark mood. The sex scene are good, both Jamie than Derrick are basically positive characters, true, with some issues, but nothing major; maybe it’s all in Derrick, a character that, more or less, remains “obscure”, detached, and even if in the end he will explain a little more his motivation, in any case he maintain an aura of mystery, the reason why I said this is an happily for now and not an happily ever after ending.
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B004AYDBLM/?tag=elimyrevandra-20… (más)
Another similarity is the difference in age of the men, one is barely a boy, and the other is an adult man, well beyond his young age. Jamie is a 19 years old college student who dreams of Europe and the freedom of being gay he will have in those enlightened countries, and just for these thoughts you can understand he is really young. Since his parents don’t want to support his dreams, he is working the night shift in a warehouse so that he can attend some courses at the community college and save all his money to finance his future backpacking travel, a travel that, according to me, he will never take, outgrowing the dream while, and when, he will gain years and experience. Jamie’s past experience with friends and sex are not good, and I think he sees Europe like a lost paradise, a place where he can be who he wants to be without being laughed.
Derrick is the new night worker; he is older, more thirty than twenty, and “exotic”; he was born in Europe, and even if he doesn’t have any accent, or odd “custom”, just his appearance appeals Jamie: dark haired, green eyed and pale skin, he is at the opposite of the All-American boys whom Jamie sees as the source of all his trouble. Jamie clutches to Derrick like he clanged to his dreams of Europe, Derrick being the “thing” more near to it Jamie can now reach. And Derrick is bisexual, and the interest is mutual, so of course he becomes Jamie’s next best thing.
It’s strange, this is basically a romantic story, and also the ending is an happily for now one, so this should be a 100% romance, but there is something, maybe the setting, mostly by night, or the characters, Derrick is quite aloof, that gives to the story an almost imperceptible dark mood. The sex scene are good, both Jamie than Derrick are basically positive characters, true, with some issues, but nothing major; maybe it’s all in Derrick, a character that, more or less, remains “obscure”, detached, and even if in the end he will explain a little more his motivation, in any case he maintain an aura of mystery, the reason why I said this is an happily for now and not an happily ever after ending.
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B004AYDBLM/?tag=elimyrevandra-20… (más)
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Estadísticas
- Obras
- 8
- Miembros
- 25
- Popularidad
- #508,561
- Valoración
- 4.5
- Reseñas
- 5
- ISBNs
- 2
- Favorito
- 1
It’s a historical, even if the history is fictional since the exact details of the location and time are never revealed. The main character, Lieutenant Jarryd, has survived long years of service to his Duke. He has lost one lover to the drawn-out war already. When he meets Arin, who is a new recruit, he suppresses his immediate attraction for fear of losing him as well. Jarryd’s growing feelings, however, soon make this impossible.
Arin for his part may be physically weaker, but he stands up for himself, and I really liked how he accepted Jarryd’s reason for not giving in to their mutual attraction. I felt for them, because it was quite clear they needed each other to heal. Arin has a horrible past and being loved, for him, is something he’s only ever had dreams of.
The language Red Haircrow uses is beautiful, the descriptions drew me in and the deep emotions evident in both main characters held my attention. Even if you don’t normally like historicals, this is one I don’t think you’d want to miss. I loved it.
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