Coyote Moon

By John A. Miller

Book Overview

You may think Field of Dreams meets Cocoon, or perhaps, The Natural meets Love Story, some may even say that it's Ball Four clashing with Stephen Hawking's A Brief History of Time. But, John Miller's Coyote Moon is all of these and more. In a gone-to-seed trailer park on the edge of the Mojave Desert, quantum physics runs headlong into reincarnation as the park's highly eccentric residents sit around in the evenings drinking home-brewed beer and asking themselves: Can a young, previously unheard-of rookie baseball player be the latest in a line of reincarnated spirits leading back to Sir Isaac Newton? And in the clubhouse of the Oakland Athletics, the mysterious athlete in question, Henry Spencer, a young North Carolinian with nothing more than a high school education and a fuzzy memory, tries to reconcile, among other arcane topics, Werner Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principle with the somewhat less intellectual world of baseball. Coyote Moon, John Miller's eagerly awaited fourth novel, will have you laughing with delight and wondering to the very end just who the young Henry Spencer really is, and what exactly, links him to the most unusual trailer park in Needles, California.

• Format: Mass Market Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: 0765345447
• ISBN13: 9780765345448
• Release Date: March 2005
• Publisher: Forge
• Length: 304 Pages
• Weight: 0.55 lbs.
• Dimensions: 0.8" x 4.3" x 6.9"

Customer Reviews

Zen and the art of it wasn't......

But it wasn't bad. This book is available at the Dollar General for a buck, incidentally. I kind of liked it but wound up confused at the end. Who's your daddy? This review will only make sense after reading the book, and maybe not even then.

fun, almost wise

The first few pages of COYOTE MOON are delightful. And although the characters get a bit more fleshed out, most remain thin. The plot lines promise more than they can deliver, but promise is something. There's a little nourishment here. Give it a chance!

You Must Read This Book!

The following should be noted: I do not like reading about baseball. I detest the genre of science fiction. And I'm not even sure that I passed physics. Oh, and I'm a girl. But for some reason this masculine yet higly accessable tale of fate, physics, and finding oneself caught me in its lyrical snare. You can feel the heat of the setting, the sweat, and the sex emanating from the pages. I haven't felt this way about a protagonist since Howard Roark. Miller is a highly skilled craftsman who deserves to be lauded for this literary tour de force. I'm madly in love with this book, and I recommend it to any man or woman who wants a decent read that isn't the chicklit and dicklit cluttering our bookstore shelves.