{"id":15862,"date":"2020-04-26T12:11:40","date_gmt":"2020-04-26T16:11:40","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/?p=15862"},"modified":"2020-04-26T12:11:40","modified_gmt":"2020-04-26T16:11:40","slug":"the-pursuit-of-william-abbey","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/2020\/04\/the-pursuit-of-william-abbey\/","title":{"rendered":"The Pursuit of William Abbey"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>{4.5\/5} &#8220;I have witnessed sunrise in the frozen steppes of Asia: symphonies of azures and silvers, punched through with snowy whiteness as if the sun was sending sharpened heralds to announce its progress. I have watched dawn on the China Sea, the water a mirror of slippery gold that burns the sky to puffy white. I have stood on the shores of Japan and heard the temple bell; watched the shadows chased out of the canyons of North America like dogs before the wolf.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p><strong>The Pursuit of William Abbey<\/strong> by Claire North, published in 2019<\/p>\n<p>William, a doctor in South Africa, witnessed a lynching and did nothing to stop it. The boy&#8217;s mother cursed him. Now he&#8217;s followed by the boy&#8217;s shadow and if he catches up to him he kills the person he most loves. William also knows, when the shadow is close, the truth that&#8217;s in the hearts of the people around him. Meanwhile, he&#8217;s recruited as a spy for Britain.<\/p>\n<p>This is another imaginative story from North. It takes place over the decades leading up to World War I.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s about being on the run &#8212; but also seeing the world. It&#8217;s about being in love &#8212; but only seeing your lover once in a while. It&#8217;s about doing what you need to do to survive &#8212; but feeling like you should be doing more.<\/p>\n<p>This is the 6th book I&#8217;ve read by North. I previously reviewed <a href=\"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/2019\/11\/the-gameshouse\/\"><strong>The Gameshouse<\/strong><\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>{4.5\/5} &#8220;I have witnessed sunrise in the frozen steppes of Asia: symphonies of azures and silvers, punched through with snowy whiteness as if the sun was sending sharpened heralds to announce its progress. I have watched dawn on the China Sea, the water a mirror of slippery gold that burns the sky to puffy white. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[7,9,28,5],"class_list":["post-15862","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-books","tag-book","tag-fantasy","tag-novels","tag-review"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15862","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=15862"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15862\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":15917,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15862\/revisions\/15917"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=15862"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=15862"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=15862"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}