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It hadn't seemed possible that a president whose policies had impoverished millions could be reelected. It was the waning years of the American empire and the liberties represented in the Constitution and the Bill of Rights were a fading memory. The government monitored every aspect of American life, and the drones buzzing overhead served as a constant reminder, but it was the governments reckless spending that brought the nation to its knees.

Now, the economy is in ruin, and ...

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Overview

It hadn't seemed possible that a president whose policies had impoverished millions could be reelected. It was the waning years of the American empire and the liberties represented in the Constitution and the Bill of Rights were a fading memory. The government monitored every aspect of American life, and the drones buzzing overhead served as a constant reminder, but it was the governments reckless spending that brought the nation to its knees.

Now, the economy is in ruin, and the president's European style welfare state stands at the brink of collapse. The United States is unable to repay its debts. China has come seeking payment in real assets, and they mean business. Chaos reigns; power has been cut; select cities have been decimated by nuclear bombs; and burned out houses occupy neighborhoods like rotting teeth in the mouth of a crack addict. What was new is now old and what was old is now new again.

Cliffson Lang's son attempts to escape the fires and mobs overrunning the city of Seattle. When Cliffson is called away to help, his other son is kidnapped by occupying forces and placed in a work camp. Truth's Blood is the Lang family's story of survival at a time when government dependency must be replaced by self-reliance. As the United States experiences the disintegration of society and foreign occupation, their challenge verges on the impossible.

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781475966787
  • Publisher: iUniverse, Incorporated
  • Publication date: 12/19/2012
  • Pages: 492
  • Sales rank: 1,174,545
  • Product dimensions: 6.00 (w) x 9.00 (h) x 1.10 (d)

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Truth's Blood


By TYLER ROBERTS

iUniverse, Inc.

Copyright © 2013 Tyler Roberts
All right reserved.

ISBN: 978-1-4759-6678-7


Chapter One

There is a Latin proverb—"Mundus vult decipi, ergo decipiatur". "The world wants to be deceived, so let it be deceived."

Once again I find myself here, resting on the old grey steps of this farm house. Reflecting on all that has happened and what lies before me, I pause a moment and listen to the darkness around me. I want to absorb it all and take it with me, for I do not expect to see this place again.

In the end, the nuclear bombs weren't the worst of it, for the holocaust was not what people anticipated. But the economic collapse, starvation and ghastly executions went far beyond anything imagined. The blade that severs life and divides our future from the past still glints an evil eye across the landscape and I think only of the fate being left to my sons.

The stars shine as brilliantly tonight as they did in ancient times. With the twinkle of an eye they greet. We were partners, they and I, witnesses to things no man should be required to bear. Much more than me, they were a constant in the maelstrom. So I assemble here late this night, to abide again with the one companion who has observed my struggle, endured as I have endured and seen what I have witnessed. For nothing is left untouched, except the stars.

The rustling leaves of the poplar stir my soul and the siding on this old house cracks and pops in the cooling air, relaxing, breathing easier. Once a thriving farm on the outskirts of town, it was abandoned when the city expanded, bringing a halt to its country way of life.

In another age, another time, I used to ride my bike down the lane, past these quarters, often waving to the couple who worked the potato fields here. It's a pleasant memory and in my mind's eye I still see them standing not far from where I now sit. For reasons I've never understood, the land this house rests upon was not developed and I wonder if it wasn't meant to remain for these times, just as I was destined to survive.

A sea of housing flows past me on three sides and laps at the front door steps, leaving only the single field behind. An enormous church sits across the intersection. Though in need of paint, the boards sorely worn, it remains untouched and for that I am glad. The surrounding sub-divisions are filled with burned out houses, shallow graves and lost souls. The people who remain resemble the sub-divisions themselves—beat up, lifeless, worn and weathered.

The church and this farmhouse sit at the intersection of town and country, much as they sat at the crossroads of both unspeakable trials and compassionate moments of sacrifice and friendship. Their constant, unchanging nature comforts and I employ the peace they bring—a balm for my aching mind and dying body.

Now the first streaks of sunlight stretch fingers of orange and grey across the eastern sky and I am reminded that I sit astride two centuries, though not as centuries marked on a calendar. What was new is now old and what was old is now new. The day will come when these people look out upon a new dawn and a day without the bridle, the whip or the execution, though the saddle of remorse will remain. I wonder if they will attempt to rebuild what was, or if they have learned not to repeat the same mistakes. Oh how I wish it were true, but history, that wise old sage, will argue otherwise.

I have been left here for reasons unknown. A quirk of fate, unseen hand, or crack in time allowed me to slip through the grip that wrenched our nation's soul to sift bone from sinew, father from son and hell from the pit. Just how it is I remain, an old man, left over from another time, I do not know.

My horse whickers, as if to remind me time is short and I must go. Though regret would bind me to this place, there is one job still required of me. Muley stomps his feet as I move to untie the reins and I leave you now to join my eldest son.

Chapter Two

"I hope our wisdom will grow with our power and teach us that the less we use our power the greater it will be."

Thomas Jefferson

Chen was growing anxious to leave the god-forsaken ground where fate had abandoned him these many long months. He was tired of the dust and the parched landscape with its prickly vegetation that grabbed at him wherever he went. The tented awning under which he sat provided shade but only modest relief from the heat. He longed for the warm, moist climate and lush vegetation of his home in Southeast Asia.

Lazily swatting at the ever present flies, Chen withdrew a photograph from his attaché case and gazed longingly at the dark haired beauty smiling back at him. They came from two different worlds; hers, affluent and well appointed; his, poor and wanting. Even so, and against the will of her parents, they'd kept their relationship alive. Chen had vowed that somehow he would acquire the wealth needed to win her parent's approval. It wasn't going to be found in this forlorn and desolate border post in northern Mexico, but he was working on a plan.

His thoughts were interrupted by the sudden rush of feet and salute of his communications officer.

"Relax Kang. What has you so excited?"

"The orders, sir."

Chen leaned back in his chair, read the hastily scribbled note and closed his eyes for a moment. Upon opening them he gazed into the distance, towards the southern border of the United States.

Exhaling loudly, Chen returned to the moment. "Finally Kang, our moment of redemption draws near." Chen reached for his attaché case to retrieve two small glasses and a bottle of scotch. After pouring the drinks, he offered one to Kang.

"Really, sir?"

Chen simply nodded and raised his glass in a toast. "To success and to returning home." The men tossed back their drinks and Kang returned to his station. Chen poured himself another drink in an attempt to control his impatience for the night's events to begin.

Finally, the wait is over. Tonight we infiltrate the U.S. and prepare to pay them back for the wrongs perpetrated on mighty China.

* * *

Shortly after midnight, at the Animas Valley border patrol outpost in New Mexico's Bootheel, Buzz Peterson poured two cups of coffee and stepped into the communications room. His partner's growing agitation was out of character.

"Steven what's going on?"

"I can't believe what's happening. Seven border patrol stations are under attack.

"Are you sure?"

"It's all over the radio. Every available unit including the National Guard is being called in to assist."

The lights dimmed as the stations power switched to battery backup.

"Power's out Buzz, we'd better go ...

Explosions rocked the building and a fire burst into flame in the kitchen. Heavy caliber bullets were pounding the station's bullet proof glass as Buzz and Steven crawled through the smoke towards the backdoor. Then the backdoor exploded in a blaze of brimstone and light. Buzz and Steven lay dead.

* * *

Chen relaxed in a canvas backed chair smiling to himself and rubbing his hands with delight. Everything was going exactly as planned. The Americans were in a panic and confusion reigned across the airwaves. Soon the order would come to send in his aircraft and their mission would be complete.

Chapter Three

"Government is not reason, it is not eloquence; it is force! Like fire, it is a dangerous servant and a fearful master."

George Washington

Scattered gray clouds rode across the sky on a chill zephyr born of winter, while a cool breeze played hide and seek throughout last year's raspberry canes and raised the hair on the back of Cliffson's neck. The meager spring sun was spending all its energy pulling the first new blades of grass from the ground and doing little to keep him warm.

Cliffson, needing some time alone to think after a restless night, had prepared a hot cup of coffee and found his way to the garden. He regretted the city had spread to where he lived and the loss of that country feeling, but most the time he still found solace in his garden.

How do people miss the stench riding these winds of revolution? Our nation is sliding into the abyss, yet few take notice. It's so similar to what happened in Nazi Germany and to Rome. What about my family, my brother? And what should I be doing to prepare instead of standing here with this coffee?

These were some of the things he pondered while watching the geese fly north in "V" formation. The warm mug of coffee interrupted his thoughts, returning him to the soft ground of his garden. Coffee. Even the gods must need a first-class cup of coffee each morning. I wonder how long I'll be able to afford it.

Cliffson was startled out of his reverie by the sudden appearance of six military vehicles in desert camouflage, descending on his elderly neighbor's home across the street. Two humvees with mounted machine guns positioned themselves to cover the house and surrounding area. At least twenty men dressed in camouflage, dark helmets and tall black boots poured from the vehicles, smashed the front door and stormed the modest home.

Shocked, senses returning in time to catch the rising tide of anger boiling up inside, Cliffson suppressed his emotions at the sound of a Blackhawk helicopter approaching from behind. Raising his hands, he backed away, withdrawing deeper into his own property. From there, he watched jack-booted thugs drag two elderly people from the house and throw them into the back of one of the vehicles. Cliffson flinched at the sound of their groans rattling through his own aging body, almost as if he were receiving the beating himself.

Marge and Harry were in their seventies, and about as innocent as one could be in a nation filled with so many laws that no one person was entirely free of their entrapment. If the government felt threatened by them, how much longer would it be until he was taken away in the same manner? Though the two neighbors had been active participants in protests against the ever growing power of America's police state, they'd never been violent or threatening.

Such was the state of America in 2016. The Bill of Rights was suspended, and American citizens deemed a threat could be detained indefinitely, or worse. The president had commandeered the ultimate power of judge, jury and executioner. His personal "kill list" was updated weekly, as those rubbed out with drone attacks and sniper hits were dropped and the new names added. Drones monitored all activity and no one fell outside his purview. The right to a speedy trial by a jury of your peers was no longer recognized. Citizens were deprived of their liberty and property without regard for the due process of law.

All forms of electronic communication were monitored, and even in private, friends held hushed conversations if speaking of the government's actions. You saw them in the corners of local pubs, discreetly gathered under the cover of night. Hushed conversations shared in secret, as one or the other furtively glanced about, wondering who might be the traitor in their midst. Who present was planted by the Bureau of Security? The slip of a quivering tongue voicing opposition to the government was all it took to be swept away and disappeared.

After the military vehicles left and the roar of the Blackhawk faded, a shaken Cliffson pulled up the collar on his insulated jacket and parked his six foot three inch frame on a wooden bench near his tiny vineyard. News of these crackdowns was common and though the media always portrayed them as the round up of more terrorists, Cliffson knew otherwise. But the news was one thing. To see your friends beaten and dragged away rent his reality and crushed his spirit, which was, of course, the intended result.

Having watched the government thugs from her kitchen window, his wife Jean came to join him. Numbed by the attack on their friends, the two sat together on the bench consoling one another. Perched beside them in the limbs of a Norway spruce, yellow feathered finches were in full throat, unaffected by the turn of events or the cool breeze. Sitting quietly in the solitude of their garden, Jean and Cliffson spent a few more moments together recovering from the trauma of the attack. Both believed their day would come. They would confide in a trusted friend and one day be taken away by government agents. Yet, there was really nothing to be done, outside of laying low and getting by the best they could.

"I'd better go check on the stew," Jean said, and patted Cliffson's knee before returning to the kitchen. Cliffson stared across the street at the open door to his friends' empty house and shook his head in disgust over the government's brutality, before ambling back to the vegetable plot.

Not knowing what else to do, he found himself contemplating how it just didn't seem right the weeds would start growing so far in advance of the desirable things. And why was it the pests liked his garden so well, but never touched the weeds? Certainly life would be easier for the sparrow if they drew sustenance from the dandelion. Couldn't the mice and voles feed as well on the weeds as they did the new peas and lettuce bursting forth from the ground?

A blaring horn startled Cliffson out of his reverie and he turned just in time to see the Cranks flipping off the car they'd nearly hit while backing out of their driveway. His neighbors, Cliffson thought, what a piece of work—rude, obnoxious and all about themselves. Cliffson saw them as the perfect example of what society had become—entirely and completely self-absorbed.

It wasn't just the Cranks though. People everywhere were rude and angry. There was a strain in life that pulled on you like gravity and was just as ubiquitous. It choked you when you breathed, tugged at your feet when you walked, and clung to you like a cold wet fog whenever you left your home. If you were one of the few people who still cared about others, you recognized it and knew something was wrong. Not a small something—a very big something.

It was part of the reason Cliffson and his wife Jean had drawn even nearer to the basics of life and self-sufficiency, much in the way of their grandparents. They canned garden produce, dried fruit, swapped labor for beef, kept bees and raised chickens. Recognizing what would eventually happen to their paper currency, they stored extra clothing, necessary supplies and returned to heating with a wood stove.

Heck, they didn't even own a cell phone. A "social disease" as Cliffson called it, claiming it kept people from being neighborly and destroying any sense of community.

Monk, their next door neighbor, and their best friends, the Wests, were the only people they knew who also recognized how warped and out of balance things were.

Yet, most people had no sense of it and seemed quite oblivious to the demise of common sense and honest values. Cliffson had come to think of them as "Zombies".

Neighbors and acquaintances often made fun of the frugal way they lived. They treat us as if we were building an ark or something. Cliffson thought. They just didn't get it when he tried to explain. Of course it wasn't raining when Noah built the ark, so he figured he was in good company.

Cliffson viewed the simple life as a blessing and recalled the days of his youth when people made things with their hands and took pride in their work; a time when agreements were struck with a handshake and a steady look in the eye. He was a fish out of water in today's world where people followed the herd, rarely even questioning their place in line, much less where it was headed.

The following day, Cliffson found himself back in the garden. Dark clouds threatened rain and a cool breeze descended from the north, but the weeds were getting ahead of the lettuce and spinach seedlings, so Cliffson set to the task of pulling them. But his real reason was to be there for the neighbor's daughter who was expected home this day.

When she arrived, Cliffson walked over. For the lack of a front door he knocked lightly on the side of the house, and though he could hear weeping coming from inside, Cliffson received no answer. Softly he stepped inside the darkened hallway as Jessie rose from the couch on unsteady feet and rushed to embrace him. Her tears wet his neck and broke his heart. The younger generation was going to pay a terrible price for the government's foolishness but most of them had yet to realize it.

An adopted daughter, Jessie was just twenty-one and her parents, for that is what she considered them, meant everything to her. Cliffson comforted her as best he could, but there was little to be done outside of offering her a place to stay. Jessie thanked him for being there for her, but said it wouldn't be necessary.

Together they walked outside to her car where he told her their door was always open if she ever needed anything, then stepped back and waved good-bye. He was heartsick for her.

(Continues...)



Excerpted from Truth's Blood by TYLER ROBERTS Copyright © 2013 by Tyler Roberts. Excerpted by permission of iUniverse, Inc.. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
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  • Posted August 20, 2013

    I read this book on a friends recommendation. Although I do beli

    I read this book on a friends recommendation. Although I do believe something is going to happen in the (near?) future, Chinese takeover wasn't one of them!
    So, now I have something else to worry about.

    This is a fictional tale about what could come about if America doesn't wake up.
    The book keeps you in suspense the entire time. Will Cliffson be able to rescue his son Zack before it is to late?
    If you are able to handle a turbulent tale with undertones of the bitter truth, I highly recommend this story.

    8 out of 8 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted January 5, 2013

    This genre seems to be growing all the time. I enjoy it, but ha

    This genre seems to be growing all the time. I enjoy it, but have found many of the books to be written by ex-military or survivalist instructors/educators. The result is that many times the books are over done with Rambo style tactics and detailed lists of guns and equipment. Often there is little character development and it can be difficult to identify with the cardboard characters these books contain. This book is different. It is written from a man on the street view, not some specialist in survival techniques. The characters are warm and genuine and easy to get on board with. In a word, they are real. The emphasis here is on the story and not on foul language or novice attempts at sex scenes. This book contains many of the intangibles that make for a darn good read and once you get into it you will find it to be a real page turner. If you enjoy this genre of book or if you're just checking it out, this book wont dissappoint and I can recommend without hesitation that you pick it up. It's a good read!

    8 out of 8 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 9, 2013

    This is an edgy book. You wont get comfortable with it. Take t

    This is an edgy book. You wont get comfortable with it. Take the lessons of history and combine them with contemporary times. The resulting dystopian world will take you out of your comfort zone. The characters are real and you will suffer right along with them as they struggle to survive in a sewer hits the fan world.

    7 out of 7 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted August 20, 2013

    This book is a fictional tale but it could definitely be prophet

    This book is a fictional tale but it could definitely be prophetic.

    "Those who ignore the past are doomed to repeat it".
    The USA, unless some miracle happens, is due for some major problems. I think everyone should read this no matter what political party you stand with. Some may say this book is to morbid but I say that this is the possible future.

    I surely HOPE nothing this drastic happens, but the problem is it COULD if enough people do not start waking up to reality.

    A very well written novel. It sucks you in from the beginning to the end.

    6 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted August 5, 2013

    This is a fictional tale about a family that is caught in the mi

    This is a fictional tale about a family that is caught in the middle of the collapse of America.

    The Chinese decide the only way they are going to get their money back is to take over America and kidnap America boys so they can use them for their own purposes.

    Cliffson will do whatever it takes to protect his family, especially his two sons.

    Although it starts off a little slow, I would suggest you keep reading.
    It is not a light read but it is very well written and can be quite educational.

    6 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 21, 2013

    This is a terrific book. One that goes beyond the cliche's and

    This is a terrific book. One that goes beyond the cliche's and makes the readers think. Unfortunately many will miss its message because they will see much of it as political when it is really history that is being drawn upon. There isn't a point made here that isnt backed by history. From Rome to Germany, Britain, Argentina, Chile and so many others, its happened before. Only in the United States do people believe their country is exempt from the errors of mankind, errors that are continually repeated and one can only wonder why mankind is so incapable of learning from the past. It's an engaging story, with characters we all can relate too and lessons for those who can see beyond our politcally correct world. Buy it and challenge yourself with intelligent writing and a story that will keep you up late at night.

    6 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 13, 2013

    Gut Fear and other things that makes men wimper.

    A nightmare world in a time that most would think could never come, but it does. A story filled with no holds barred brutality and all the reasons why. A story that is shocking, not that it takes place in some foreign land at some obscure time, but rather it is here and has already begun.

    5 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 18, 2013

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    A FEW COMMENTS First, I would like to say that this is a four s

    A FEW COMMENTS

    First, I would like to say that this is a four star story with some three star editing issues, in my opinion. So I ask that you read the entire review before making a decision as to whether or not you think you would enjoy it. The fact that the review is so long should tell you I enjoyed the story enough to take the time and write a detailed account of my reactions to it. Thank you ahead of time for your patience.

    Second, this will be a long review. I will clearly section it off so if you don't want to read a particular portion, you can skip it. For example, toward the end, I will discuss the politics of the book. It you are not interested, you can just move right along.

    And finally, at this point I would like to include some details about how I review Independent Authors because that does play a part in this review. I am more lenient with Independent Authors. The main reason is that they don't have access to big time publishers and many don't have the money to hire top of the line editors. In fact, some do without. Books that are published with big time publishers go through many rounds of reading- beta reading, proofreading, copy editor, final editor and some other stuff with which I am not yet familiar. The same is not true of independent novels. Therefore, when deciding on a rating, I am more inclined to ignore things that I would not ignore in non-independent books.

    REVIEW

    In the very near future, the U.S. government has slowly chipped away at individual freedoms and built up so called entitlement programs to the point that most Americans are completely dependent on the federal government, which results in an enormous debt to China. Unfortunately, China calls in that debt and the United States is unable to pay it. With no other options, the President hands over the United States to China who intends to bleed the country dry of all resources. First order of business- thin the herd.

    The story is told primarily from the point of view of a small group of country folk. Even in the country, most people are still dependent upon the government but a few see what is coming and do everything they can to be as self-sufficient as possible, Unfortunately, they face growing problems when one son is taken to a labor camp, thieves and murderers make frequent attacks on homes and the city inhabitants begin moving outside the cities and will soon arrive, looking for food and somewhere safe to live.

    This is what I refer to as political, speculative fiction. The scenes are frightening and captivating. At points, I couldn't drag myself away, and paid for it the next morning.

    I don't know who the target audience is or what the author's intent is. That makes a difference, especially with this type of book. So please, PLEASE, don't let my next statement scare you off, but I am just going to throw it out there- If you are a fan of Glenn Beck, you will love this story; If you are a fan of Rachel Maddow, not so much. Either way, it can be an entertaining read as liberals could read it with moral indignation; sometimes that's a bunch of fun too. I wish Roberts had included more of the opposite point of view and showed events unfolding from a Rachel Maddow point of view. The character Thomas gives the reader a little of that, but I would have enjoyed a much more in depth storyline from that perspective.

    There were a few places where I chuckled. I don't know if they were intentional. For example-

    Jean was simply irreplaceable, like a piece of old farm equipment, "they just didn't make em' like that anymore."

    My immediate reaction was, "Did he just compare his wife to farm equipment?" The other thing I found amusing is that Thomas and Mary Jefferson, who are liberals, have a son named Davis. Davis angers Thomas with his more conservative comments, but he attends University of Texas, which is a liberal school in arguably the most liberal city in Texas. Jefferson comments, "Is this the kind of thing you're learning at college?" He's going to UT so the answer is- not likely.

    WHAT WORKED FOR ME

    Title

    I really like the title. At first, I was unsure. I thought maybe it came from a famous quote, but I couldn't find one that was close enough to support that theory. If not, I'm impressed-

    Man's past is filled with truth's shed blood.

    That's a good quote.

    Intelligence

    I appreciate that the book is intelligent. I know liberals will argue otherwise, but there are intelligent points. And regardless of whether or not you think it works, there are intellectual discussions and what amount to short speeches.

    Creepy

    I'm a big fan of creepy and Truth's Blood has no shortage of creepy. And no one is safe. So if you have a favorite character, I wouldn't get too attached. I like authors who make none of their characters safe.

    WHAT DID NOT WORK FOR ME

    Editing

    Typos, misspelled words, grammatical errors and errors in syntax only affect my rating when there are enough to disrupt my reading. While these errors were not all over the place, there were many times they did interrupt my flow. Each reviewer has his or her own thing and this is one of mine. I have seen many people comment it doesn't bother them. And in all honesty, it was not enough that I wouldn't read any more books by this author. There were times I stayed up late because I didn't want to put the book down. So keep that in mind when deciding whether or not to read Truth's Blood.

    Accent

    The Chinese are the new Russians, so I completely understand why they are the bad guys. That's not the issue. The issue is accent. It just came across to me as the Christmas dinner scene from A Christmas Story. For example-

    "I will not mince words with you American dogs," Ju-long spat. "America owe China moe than four trillion dolla and you are going to pay."

    I personally didn't think it was necessary. In fairness, you will get a lot of southern accent and slang as well.

    Repetition & Speeches

    Some of the political talking points get a bit repetitive. And the speeches disguised as dialogue break the flow of the storyline. The initial classroom scene was done very well. It's the sitting in the living room or porch and two people who believe the same thing are going back and forth agreeing with each other. To me that is a clear "I'm making a point to the reader" moment. That happens a few times in the book.

    Internal Monologue

    I'm just not a fan.

    WHAT I HAVE NOT DECIDED

    Quotes

    I think quotes at the beginning of each chapter can be extremely effective. However, I was not always clear as to how the quote was relevant to what happens in the chapter. Maybe that is my failing, but I don't think I should have to try so hard if the book is meant for entertainment. That's where knowing the author's intent would be helpful.

    POLITICS

    I kid you not, Truth's Blood hits a lot of talking points- business ownership, liberal elitism, government regulation, national debt, gun control, drone attacks, due process, entitlement programs, political correctness and more. I just want to make one observation.

    Keynesian Economics

    Keynesian Economics is brought up several times. At the beginning, there is a scene in a classroom where a teacher and student are debating Keyne's economic theory. Unfortunately, the reader either has to take the characters' comments on faith or must stop to look up the very advanced and intricate theory for him or herself.

    CONCLUSION

    I do recommend Truth's Blood. If your political views are in opposition, skim those parts. In my opinion, there is enough in the book to make for an entertaining read if you are indeed interested in this genre. I thoroughly enjoyed the story.

    5 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 10, 2013

    I found this to be a fascinating story that really makes you st

    I found this to be a fascinating story that really makes you stop and think. I love the interplay with the family and friends. They really could be any one of us. I wonder how any of us would really do in a situation like this. The writing style makes the imagery so real that I sometimes forgot where I was.
    Five stars for me.

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted January 30, 2013

    Colossal success for this debut author. Immensely entertaining


    Colossal success for this debut author. Immensely entertaining. A page turner! Is it perfect? No, few books are. As another reviewer noted, it gets preachy at times. I’ve read a number of books in this genre and most tend to get a little preachy, probably because the authors feel so strongly about the subject matter. But don’t let this put you off. If you enjoy this kind of story then you’ll be captivated. It’s a grand story and the characters will grab you, and who doesn’t find a book with great characters a good read? Buy it and climb aboard for the ride!

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 14, 2013

    I have read a lot of books in this genre. From Lights Out, to G

    I have read a lot of books in this genre. From Lights Out, to Going Home, 299 Days, author Joe Nobodys series, A Long Winter's Journey and more. Searching for well written post apocalyptic novels is fraught with some real stinkers, but Truth's Blood is compelling. An entirely different take on the SHTF scenario. Well written, a great storyline, with engaging characters and few editing errors. This book will take you on a journey. No book is perfect, but this ranks up there with the best. Don't pass it by and at only $2.99 for the ebook edition (at Amazon) its a steal. Hopefully B@N will soon have it available for the Nook.

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted September 21, 2013

    I can¿t say I liked this book. I wanted to and I was excited to

    I can’t say I liked this book. I wanted to and I was excited to read it, but very quickly I lost interest and then quit altogether. The story and plot just aren’t believable. The book takes place in 2016. So in three years I’m supposed to believe that Europe defaults on its loans and the Euro fails, then China invades and occupies Europe without a fight. We do nothing, England does nothing, France does nothing (ok maybe that part is true), Russia and Japan do nothing. Then after China occupies Europe we default on our loans and China nukes Washington and then forces the President turn over the US without any kind of fight. China then occupies the US, enslaves the young, kills the power grid, and lets the rest of the people starve. No war, no fight, nothing from our military. Apparently they all vanished. No naval response, no air force, no marines, no army, no anything. Once it’s mentioned the National Guard fights back in Dallas and then Dallas gets nuked. This book is so farfetched it’s not funny. And that’s only the beginning. The actual characters and their struggle are boring. I couldn’t have cared less whether one or all of them got killed, died of cancer, starved, fell in love etc.. There was nothing about them that made them feel like real people, or gave me a reason to root for them or care what happened. I quit reading this book at page 142 out 391. There was nothing about the characters or the story that made think this book is going to get better. There was never any time I thought I will overlook the very bad plot and story development to see how it all turns out for these characters, because there was nothing real or engaging about the characters. This is a badly conceived story and I recommend you not waste your money on it.

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted September 2, 2013

    This book will send chills down your spine.  Normally when you

    This book will send chills down your spine. 

    Normally when you read a horror book it is easy to console yourself with the fact that it is *just a book*.
    Well although this is JUST a book, what happens to Cliffson, his family and his friends could very well be in our very own future. 
    Who knows if it will be a hostile Chinese takeover, but it almost seems inevitable that some kind of guerrilla or civil war is coming.

    Let's just hope that if (when?) the contents of this book become a reality, us true Americans can all band together and weather the storm.  

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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    Posted March 19, 2013

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