Fatal Rivalry: Part Three of The Last Great Saxon Earls
Description
<p>In 1066, the rivalry between two brothers brought England to its knees. When Duke William of Normandy landed at Pevensey on September 28, 1066, no one was there to resist him. King Harold Godwineson was in the north, fighting his brother Tostig and a fierce Viking invasion. How could this have happened? Why would Tostig turn traitor to wreak revenge on his brother?<br />The Sons of Godwine were not always enemies. It took a massive Northumbrian uprising to tear them apart, making Tostig an exile and Harold his sworn enemy. And when 1066 came to an end, all the Godwinesons were dead except one: Wulfnoth, hostage in Normandy. For two generations, Godwine and his sons were a mighty force, but their power faded away as the Anglo-Saxon era came to a close.</p>
Story Behind The Book
I grew up in the Florida Panhandle during the 1950s and spent a lot of time camping in the longleaf pine forests, exploring the caverns and sink holes, and exploring the rivers and beaches. I enjoyed the habitats and the legends and history behind them.
What angered me was the treatment of Blacks, most especially by corrupt politicians and the KKK. I always wanted to write about it. Suddenly it came to me: folk magic, that is to say, hoodoo. Hoodoo was also big in north Florida. So now I have a conjure woman and a cat and an idea about how they can fight the Klan.
The story is set along the Apalachicola River in the 1950s.
Reviews
<p>"The plot is multi-layered and confronts racism head-on. If you are offended by certain terms, this may not be the book for you, however it fits the era and is realistic of the times. This story concerns two families in particular. Both being torn apart, one eventually comes to terms with the past so the healing can begin. It’s a realistic and moving story that will break your heart but then try to make you whole again. This book gives you a look at how white justice was handled in the south. It is sad to believe that certain aspects of this still hold true today. No one can undo the past and it could take years to get past the hurt even if the pain is a sacred pain.</p>
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<div>"I dearly loved Eulalie and Willie, I could easily have been friends with them both. The more I read the name Eulalie the more I adored it. It has a beautiful rhythm and made me smile every time I read it. Eulalie was a wise woman and deserved the respect she was given. Kudos to Malcolm R. Campbell for a story well told." -- Big Al's Books & Pals</div>