 Only In My Dreams
Rhonda
Empson
1st Books, 2002 Good Read
recommended 4 stars
It is 1141 when Lord Bayard is surprised to find a drowning woman
in a pond. Lea, who entered the pool in the twentieth century
is just as surprised to realize Bayard is a knight, horse, sword,
medieval dress and all. Thus begin the misguided adventures for
modern Lea and medieval Bayard. She meets Richard of the lovely
smile, Sara who causes her much jealousy, Logan who claims to
be Bayard's father.
Captured by the lecherous Logan;
Lea is held in a dark, dreary old farmhouse, guarded by thugs
and determines to escape. Fearing that Bayard is dead Lea manages
to kill Logan, escape the hovel where she has been held and make
her way back to the pond where she entered this world. Returning
to modern times and her former job as a secretary holds little
appeal, however, without Bayard Lea figures life in this world
is as bleak. A raging whirlpool is the conduit between the two
worlds. Richard and Bayard leap into the water in an effort to
rescue Lea. One of them returns to modern times, while the other
two remain in an earlier day.
I like this type of 'from here
to there and back again tale'.
In "Only In My Dreams"
Writer Empson has produced an estimable tale filled with dynamic
characters, sure fire attention grabbing dialogue, setting and
intrigue. The notion that we might be able to move from time
to time, space to space is an intriguing one. Some writers are
able to pull it off more convincingly than others. Writer Empson's
"Only In My Dreams" is a dandy read.
"Only In My Dreams"
is a pleasantly puzzling account at times filled with Lea and
her modernistic slang, profanity and reasoning resonating off
of Bayard and his medieval methodology, palaver and thinking.
The premise might have proven difficult to carry off. Writer
Empson pulls it all together with aplomb.
Logan is a dastardly fellow,
Lea a likeable gal who learns to make the most of situations
and Bayard a hero of the old type.
All together the book is a fun,
entertaining romp to be enjoyed on a lazy afternoon.
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