Horror filmmaker and author Adam Barnick has this to say about Daniel Lambert's first poetry and prose collection: "Mr. Lambert successfully switches genres, themes, and structure with an enlightened ease that towers over most writers' tendencies to fixate with one idea or theme. Yet nothing feels unfocused, dispersed, or dishonest. He touches on love, of course; regret, respect, and reverence for the past; finding the beauty in all things; sensing the darkness inside as well as beyond man. He even has time to throw in some much-needed political incorrectness, clever rhymes that are polar opposites of the Hallmark standard, and some sly humor. I am definitely on the mailing list for volume II." Lambert's fiction, articles, reviews and poems appear in such publications as Easy Reader, Torrance People, Other Worlds, Wrapped In Plastic, The Gamer, Autoduel Quarterly, and Games Unplugged. His writings appear in the anthologies Faces of Love, Tales on the Twisted Side and The Manuscripter Volume II.
Excerpt
Without You
Maybe the sun forgot to stop rising,
The birds forgot to stop singing,
And the sky forgot to stop being blue,
But the world just doesn't seem to go on turning
Without you.
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From Adam Barnick
Mr. Lambert successfully switches genres, themes, and structure with an enlightened ease that towers over most writers' tendencies to fixate with one idea or theme. Yet nothing feels unfocused, dispersed, or dishonest. He touches on love, of course; regret, respect, and reverence for the past; finding the beauty in all things; sensing the darkness inside as well as beyond man. He even has time to throw in some much-needed political incorrectness, clever rhymes that are polar opposites of the Hallmark standard, and some sly humor. I am definitely on the mailing list for volume II.
Contraband Marriage, traveling along the hemline of loving after incarceration, is a love story written in lyric and free form, set in reality with a different ever after.
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