I began writing CONFESSIONS OF AN HONEST MAN thirty years ago. I acquired a high profile literary agent named Scott Meredith, thanks to the sale of a short story to Playboy Magazine. The story won Playboy's Best Story Award for the year. It seemed that I was shot out of a rocket; my career was launched and I had editors at Meredith's agency helping me with CONFESSIONS etc. In spite of this stroke of amazing fortune, that was not my best year. It was almost my worst. I had big problems, personal problems. The editor helped me with the book, but I was not yet mature as a writer. The book required that I trace the lives of characters across fifty years. I was barely over twenty years old. Then Scott Meredith passed away and so did my opportunity.
I continued writing and finished CONFESSIONS and other projects. When I started passing CONFESSIONS around to literary agents the landscape of publishing had changed. The era of vampires and tycoon-erotica had taken hold. I heard this phrase hundreds of times: "While your writing is excellent, I find that I haven't fallen in love with your book and I'm afraid I'll have to pass."
There are so many people writing so many books these days that it's difficult to get ANYONE to read my manuscript. I don't blame people for giving me the swish n' pass treatment. In spite of so many obstacles, I'm stubborn and I believe in what I'm doing. Now, thanks to my "excellent writing", there are people willing to read me, and not only read me but fall in love with my work.
Lin Ross is an email acquaintance. I don't know the gentleman; he's a fine novelist and we have a good online rapport. I decided to send him the manuscript of CONFESSIONS. Yesterday I received this review of CONFESSIONS OF AN HONEST MAN, written by novelist/poet/musician/artist Lin Ross. I thank Lin from the depths of my heart. He is nurturing and unselfish, a rare bird indeed. To read the first two chapters, click this link:Confessions Of An Honest Man
"Confessions of An Honest Man" a Novel by Art Rosch
Reviewed by Lin Ross
What happens when the desires we think we want for the majority of our lives dangle there, within our grasp? What happens when those special almost golden people who loomed as heroes prove to be not gods, but flawed and human? "Confessions of an Honest Man," by Art Rosch , answers those intriguing questions, and sheds new light upon an era, a cultural explosion and an art-form too often romanticized, but rarely given the life, breath, and rhythms it truly deserves. I speak here of the world of jazz and its players.
Author Art Rosch masterfully takes our hand and leads us through the life of his protagonist, Aaron Kantro from the age of nine into adulthood where he meets his idol, the jazz legend "Zoot Prestige." In Rosch's world there is black and white (in the complexion of his characters, in society, and in metaphor), but there are also sweeping portions and broad strokes of gray. That gray is far more fascinating for it is there that the realities of these often harsh and sometimes painfully beautiful dualities exist.
Is this the story a lost boy seeking a father figure? Yes... to a degree, perhaps. Between the pages, lurking there inside the lines, this is so much more. This is about life and how, in a moment, it can show us its most dazzlingly wonderful face, and then in the blink of an eye, its most hideous, ass-ugly underside.
There is a certain genius in the storytelling and when young Aaron makes it to 1960s New York City, the sound, fury and poignancy of jazz embraces you like a cool cerulean blue spot of neon. You are lost and found inside the grooves of these talented musicians: you are a blues traveler walking beside the cool bop of their struts and frets.
Any young person reading this impressively inclusive novel might want to leave the warm yet stifling cocoon of home to venture out into the vast unknown, join a band, be hungry, and then be fed by the art of of creation. However, be forewarned, there are cautionary tales around almost every bend, and sometimes getting what we THINK we want might end up breaking our hearts in the process.
This is one of those rare books filled with the liveliness of characters, dialogue, lessons, and such lushly vivid storytelling that the reader is haunted long after the final page is closed. Such is the poignancy and the precision of Rosch's pen.
I look forward to more work from this author, because Art Rosch is a singular and deeply unique presence in the writing world: a truth-teller, an intrepid reporter of the streets and a chronicler of the human heart. This is an Artist who truly understands The Blues Condition and it is reflected so intriguingly here.
BRAVO, Mr. Rosch! BRAVO!