Charles Pendelton
      © 2008 Marty Langdon
The Blurb

             The Blurb

This wonderfully written roman à clef novel is one that unfolds into an exquisite, yet heart warming love story of epic proportions and depth.

"I did not wish to be like, the mundane authors of today, for I truly longed to create a style of writing that was uniquely my own."

He succeeded wonderfully with, The Embryo Man. Claiming to be "an insane romp through time" by the author who also states that his true intention was simply to analyze and document an ordinary day in his life. When asked if I may preview it in its final stage, Charles gave me a copy he made from the original and told me to destroy it after I was done reading it. Since he could not perfect it to the level that he was striving
for, it should not be printed. What I read catapulted me into action.

"I will admit, that the writting of this novel nearly drove me to the brink of madness. Aside from having to relive Chapter 32, I soon found it to be a fundamental requirement for the book to be written entirely in verse. I was wrong, and I'll admit I was wrong. . . I was in a really bad place."

After a series of discussions and much convincing, Charles finally agreed to release it. I can honestly say that anyone willing to give it a chance, will surely find that this delightfully written novel is indeed an astounding work of art. Within the context of its pages and outlined descriptions are not only events and occurrences as they unfold throughout the course of the day, but the very act of being in general. As preposterous as this may sound, I believe the author is trying to literally map out and define the very DNA of illusion. Of course, one would have to be raving to attempt it.

By entering and exiting that world of shadows with only a pocketful of hope, Mr. Pendleton had returned with something of far greater value.
A chance to know himself. A time to be at peace with his emotions. To finally be able to let go of past grievances that had driven him to madness. An opportunity to again discover that the world, as horrible as it once seemed, has, in fact, become a very beautiful place once more.

Any teenager seeking to find him or herself should look no deeper than into the pages of this mysterious book. Furthermore, I might add, anyone who has ever sat down and read "The catcher in the rye" should seriously consider reading this novel. I believe it will ultimately change the way you think about almost everything going on in your life today, but take heed, Charles Pendelton has opened up an artery here, and it's not stopping.

How could something so terribly wrong, become something so right?
I choose not to dwell on this because this as you may be inclined to ask yourself, we may never know the answer to. This book in all certainty is going to cause you to reflect and ponder upon matters that should never
at any time be spoken aloud, let alone be allowed to have lived.

Ethically, I as a reader, find certain parts of this book to be disturbing.
A boundary has been crossed where there is no turning back. I speak not only for the writer of this book, but to whoever reads from its pages. Be forewarned, this book is unlike anything you have ever read before. Not only will it touch your heart and leave you trembling, but it may even go as far as to leave an enormous imprint in your universe. Only when I found, my friend had no real intention of ever publishing this book, did I decide to become involved in this project. Charles later insisted the book be made openly available to the public, and began dividing each page into sections.

I do feel it is a very bold move on the author's part to disclose such sensitive information. One that goes on to expose a man's very soul.
I told him it would be to his advantage if he were to remove these anomalies from the book, but he solemnly declined.

"If I wanted my work butchered, I would have handed it to an editor."

When I vied for editorial approval so I could change the
content myself, Charles balked and would hear none of it.

"What I will do Marty, since you have taken it upon yourself to secure
the copyrights and publish my work, is give you the authority to change
one word, and that is the sum of your power."

I was so outraged from his belligerence that when I returned home, I changed two words in the document, not that it made me feel any better! The evening which followed, Charles explained to me in a rather pleasant tone, he felt threatened by my persistence in regards to what I had said
to him earlier that evening. I told him that I was only trying to help in a positive way, and the matter was resolved. Upon exiting, he said to me. . .

"The truth, no matter how awful it may be, will always be honest."

Sadly in the end, he would lose everything once more including his sanity, but not before this story could be told. In passing, I would just like to say that this particular novel, which seems to have adopted its own philosophy on life has been written through the eyes of a tortured soul. So enjoy
it as if it were a fine wine, because there will not be any more books written by this particular author. He has made that very clear to me.

                       Marty Langdon, Professor of Sociology.