Watermelon Fall

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iUniverse, 2005 M07 7 - 236 pages
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Winner of the Florida Writers Association 2004 Royal Palm Literary Award
for the best unpublished novel of adult fiction for 2004?2005

"Watermelon Fall is well written, it is appealing to the romance reader, and it shows originality. But most of all, it is a beautiful story. Robert West is sure to capture the hearts of all who read this."-Barbara Casey, literary agent and author of Shyla's Initiative and The Coach's Wife

"Once in a lifetime a novel like Watermelon Fall comes into your life and you are never the same again! Lifetimes are composed, compromised, ebbed, rip tided, and interwoven with all the experiences and people who encompass these rich woven tapestries of our lives and dreams. This is such a novel. Shakespeare had his 'Hatfield and McCoy' families and a mysterious potion that led to the demise of both young lovers in Romeo and Juliet; in Watermelon Fall we have 'one family' along with a social milieu, coupled with 'an act of God', that leads to the demise of our 'spring and fall' lovers. Watermelon Fall is an intense love story for fathers and daughters to cherish for a lifetime. Bravo, Bob West, for a love story, not a romance novel!"-Mickey Shaddock, professor of literature and language arts

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Page 63 - In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed; In war, he mounts the warrior's steed; In halls, in gay attire is seen; In hamlets, dances on the green. Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above ; For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
Page 127 - Swing low sweet chariot, comin' for to carry me home, swing low sweet chariot, comin' for to carry me home, o, swing low sweet chariot, comin' for to carry me home. I looked over Jordan, and what did I see, comin' for to carry me home, a band of angels comin ' after me, comin
Page 146 - Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.
Page 119 - What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.
Page 4 - It is wrong to think that love comes from long companionship and persevering courtship. Love is the offspring of spiritual affinity and unless that affinity is created in a moment, it will not be created in years or even generations.
Page 34 - I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet, The sound of a door that is opened, And voices soft and sweet. From my study I see in the lamplight, Descending the broad hall stair, Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden hair.
Page 83 - ROXANE. But . . . Poetry? CYRANO. Love hates that game of words! It is a crime to fence with life — I tell you, There comes one moment, once — and God help those Who pass that moment by! — when Beauty stands Looking into the soul with grave, sweet eyes That sicken at pretty words!
Page 49 - Age does not protect you from love. But love, to some extent, protects you from age.
Page 101 - Kindness in words creates confidence. Kindness in thinking creates profoundness. Kindness in giving creates love.
Page 84 - CYRANO. My old friend — look at me, And tell me how much hope remains for me With this protuberance! Oh I have no more Illusions! Now and then — bah! I may grow Tender, walking alone in the blue cool Of evening, through some garden fresh with flowers After the benediction of the rain; My poor big devil of a nose inhales April . . . and so I follow with my eyes Where some boy, with a girl upon his arm, Passes a patch of silver . . . and I feel Somehow, I wish I had a woman too, Walking with little...

About the author (2005)

Robert W. West was born in the seacoast village of Rockland, Maine. He has spent his toddler/adolescent years in New England, teen years in California, and adult years in the South. He has taught at various universities throughout the South and is currently teaching theatre classes at Hillsborough Community College in Tampa, Florida.

For more information about Robert West, go to www.professorwest.com

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