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Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Guest Blogger: Garasamo Maccagnone, Author of The Storm Chased Me


The Storm That Chased Me is a thrilling novel about the many emotions of life, all bound into one person - Dante Joseph Lanza - and his love for Maricela, a woman of compassion, dedication, and courage. Called Doopers by his friends and family, Dante goes through a quagmire of events as he strives to get healthy on his odyssey to ask for the hand of his girlfriend.

Match. God
by Garasamo Maccagnone



As a married man, I lived inside a bubble of Catholicism for thirty two years. It wasn't until I was cast into the modern culture that I started bumping into a lot of new people, who, through conversation at meetings, counseling groups, or the lunch table, I recognized were conveniently creating a new God for themselves. I was astonished. I never knew it could be so easy! As I'm not prepared with any data on how many have converted away from the traditional Christian God, you'll just have to take my word on the growing numbers from my firsthand accounts. From my business associations, to my friends, to my family, or to my fans as an author, (which goes well beyond my mother and my Aunt Betty), there seems to be a growing trend away from the God taught to us in our Christian educations.

It was a breeze to find a new God. From my experience, to make the change one just had to sign on to the Match. God website. With my girlfriend Jenny at my side, I logged on at my apartment. The two of us were giddy at first, but were quickly paralyzed in fear from the traditional profiles and pictures of God as he was portrayed. There was a little too much Old Testament in the faces of the dudes we were looking at. In one profile, next to his picture, there were quotes from his son, Jesus that spoke of how no man could separate what God had brought together. Attached were letters from St. Paul and St. Aquinas, and many others who disinterested me. I had seen that God before. In my mind, he was too blunt. He was so brash he even included a rendering from Dante's, “Inferno,” in which Virgil and Dante stood in the pits of lower hell.

“We need to scroll down,” said Jenny, as little beads of perspiration formed above her brows.

“Quickly,” I answered. “There's too much justice and righteousness in that God,” I firmly stated. Jenny nodded.

Thankfully, there were so many Gods to choose from. In the Christian section, all of the profiles had pictures of Jesus. After quickly perusing twenty or more, our eye caught a picture of Christ that was a little less stern looking. “This one has sweet eyes,” said Jenny. She went right to the section where it talked about his likes.

“This could be perfect,” she stated gleefully. “It looks like he's more into forgiveness than the others.”

She was right. It was amazing. This God didn't have a problem with sex outside of marriage, adultery, contraception, abortion, or even, sodomy. This was a God of mercy. This was exactly what the two of us were looking for. He had no hang ups. He was a modern God who understood the plight of the people living in today's world.

“Should I send him a wink,” Jenny asked, enthusiastically.

“Yes, yes, we need not wait.”

As Jenny continued reading, I saw her reach for the mouse to click on the wink. Then she stopped. The arrow died in the text.

“Wait a second,” she lamented.

“What, what?” I asked, in an impatient tone.

“This God expects us to go to church once a week. See?” Jenny pointed to some small print at the bottom of his profile. “It also says that we must pray often.”

“Dammit!,” I shouted, pounding the desk with my fist.

It was frustrating. I had resigned myself to giving up. Next to me was a beautiful woman who I desperately wanted to make love to, yet, from my Catholic upbringing the words of all my teachers, priests, and nuns, weighed on me. I left Jenny's side and walked to the couch to sit down. My heart was so heavy and my conscience searched for justification for my actions. How can I go to church? I thought. Even though I knew that the God in that particular profile would forgive me for all of my sins at any time, I knew it would be difficult walking up the aisle to the altar. That God has a Cross in his church that hovers over you while at the altar. I'd have to look at it while accepting the Eucharist. That would be impossible, too difficult, I felt. To be faced weekly with having to self-examine myself was not acceptable. No more guilt, I stubbornly insisted on as my thoughts raced back and forth.

Then it happened. Jenny shouted, “Honey, get over here. You are not going to believe this.”

At the computer, I was instantly ecstatic as I read the profile of the new God Jenny had found.

It was unbelievable. You didn't even need to be religious it said. All this God requested was for his followers to be spiritual. You just had to hold him in your heart and connect with him directly. There was no church, no offertory baskets, no parking lots, and best of all, no Latin terms.

“In this church, we don't have to get on our knees for nothing,” exclaimed Jenny, jumping out of her seat to hug me. I pushed her away.

“Hurry, hurry,” I jovially spouted out. “Get us connected. Don't waste another second.”

In a click we were engaged with our new God. The two of us were overjoyed and frolicked around the apartment like school kids at the playground. We danced for a moment apart and then our eyes met and we embraced in a clenched tango that slowly played out and fed into the bedroom.

It was a late afternoon to remember - without the guilt, the repressed feelings, the dogma of the past zipping in and out of our programmed minds, the intimacy was unreal. In a higher state, finally free of restrictions, we expressed ourselves in a surreal way, a way that was beyond comprehension; a way that was raw, that was liberating, that was totally out of control.

But as evening came, a chill came to the room. The walls moved inward and I recall reaching for the blankets as we both turned our backs to each other. Breathing heavily, I faintly heard Jenny weeping into her pillow. Unable to sleep, and in fear of the darkness, I thought of Virgil, Dante, and Beatrice as I clutched two hands around my pillow.


Garasamo Maccagnone is the author of the novels, The Storm That Chased Me and St. John of the Midfield. Maccagnone is also the author of the children's book, The Suburban Dragon. He currently lives in Shelby Township, Michigan. You can friend him on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/garasamo.maccagnone

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Sentiments of Blue VBT July 2011


About Sentiments of Blue


Set in a Michigan factory, the title story takes readers inside a workplace dominated by a ruthless bully and his cronies. While explaining the actions taking place around him, it becomes clear that the narrator yearns to escape the blue-collar life handed down to him from his father. “Perfect Game” unfolds during a minor league baseball game with Chi-Chi Gomez on the mound, a fearless pitcher who never fails to brush a few batters back from the plate–a space he considers his personal property. Along with other stories, the book also features original poems including “Uncle Nardo’s Store,” “My Father’s Foot,” and “The Malediction of Miss Holstein.”

Read an Excerpt!


The Careers of My Mother

When I was a boy
she was a secretary.
Her nights were filled
with filing groceries,
taking phone calls,
posting notes
around his office
to remind him of things
he always forgot.

Then, when I turned fourteen,
My mother earned her law degree.
As a defense counselor,
she became a dazzling chief litigator,
furious with her polished tongue,
bullying us with verbal assaults,
clearing his name with brilliant oration
while drilling her steely finger into my chest
with every point she made!

Today, she’s a nurse.
From the den I watch her
slowly lean over to turn him,
stroke his hair, cut the drool that sways,
from the corner of his mouth,
kiss his hand that trembles
between the tubes that feed him.

About Garasamo Maccagnone

Garasamo Maccagnone is a writer and entrepreneur. The founder of a successful airfreight business, Maccagnone now focuses on his literary career. He is the author of the novel St. John of the Midfield, the novella, For the Love of St. Nick, a collection of short stories entitled, My Dog Tim and Other Stories, and a children’s book titled, The Suburban Dragon. Sentiments of Blue is his latest short story collection. Maccagnone currently lives in Shelby Township where he is working on his second novel, The Sorrows of Pebble Creek.

Find the author online at http://garasamomaccagnone.com/.

If you missed last week's tour stops you can find them at:

Monday, July 11th

Guest blogging at Review from Here

Tuesday, July 12th
Book reviewed at J.W. Nicklaus’ Blog

Wednesday, July 13th

Guest blogging at Lori’s Reading Corner

Friday, July 15th
Interviewed at Examiner

Here is this week's schedule so you can follow along:

Monday, July 18th
Book trailer featured at If Books Could Talk

Tuesday, July 19th

Guest blogging at AllVoices

Wednesday, July 20th

Book spotlighted at American Chronicle

Thursday, July 21st

Radio interview at 6:30 PM Eastern at A Book and A Chat

Friday, July 22nd
Book spotlighted at Broowaha

For the author's complete schedule, please visit http://www.pumpupyourbook.com/2011/05/17/sentiments-of-blue-virtual-book-tour-june-july-2011/


Thursday, July 7, 2011

Sentiments of Blue VBT July 2011


About Sentiments of Blue


Set in a Michigan factory, the title story takes readers inside a workplace dominated by a ruthless bully and his cronies. While explaining the actions taking place around him, it becomes clear that the narrator yearns to escape the blue-collar life handed down to him from his father. “Perfect Game” unfolds during a minor league baseball game with Chi-Chi Gomez on the mound, a fearless pitcher who never fails to brush a few batters back from the plate–a space he considers his personal property. Along with other stories, the book also features original poems including “Uncle Nardo’s Store,” “My Father’s Foot,” and “The Malediction of Miss Holstein.”

Read an Excerpt!


The Careers of My Mother

When I was a boy
she was a secretary.
Her nights were filled
with filing groceries,
taking phone calls,
posting notes
around his office
to remind him of things
he always forgot.

Then, when I turned fourteen,
My mother earned her law degree.
As a defense counselor,
she became a dazzling chief litigator,
furious with her polished tongue,
bullying us with verbal assaults,
clearing his name with brilliant oration
while drilling her steely finger into my chest
with every point she made!

Today, she’s a nurse.
From the den I watch her
slowly lean over to turn him,
stroke his hair, cut the drool that sways,
from the corner of his mouth,
kiss his hand that trembles
between the tubes that feed him.

About Garasamo Maccagnone

Garasamo Maccagnone is a writer and entrepreneur. The founder of a successful airfreight business, Maccagnone now focuses on his literary career. He is the author of the novel St. John of the Midfield, the novella, For the Love of St. Nick, a collection of short stories entitled, My Dog Tim and Other Stories, and a children’s book titled, The Suburban Dragon. Sentiments of Blue is his latest short story collection. Maccagnone currently lives in Shelby Township where he is working on his second novel, The Sorrows of Pebble Creek.
Find the author online at http://garasamomaccagnone.com/.

Visit the author's tour stops this week at:

Tuesday, July 5th


Book reviewed at Paperback Writer


Wednesday, July 6th

Book spotlighted at The Writer’s Life

Thursday, July 7th

Guest blogging at The Story Behind the Book

Friday, July 8th

Guest blogging at Authors and Appetizers


Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Book Review: Sentiments of Blue by Garasamo Maccagnone

An edgy, emotional collection of poetry and short stories awaits you in Sentiments of Blue by Garasamo Maccagnone.

Opening with a series of five poems, Maccagnone drives deeply into the hearts and minds of his characters. From a mother, to a teacher, to memories of an uncle's butcher shop and dear old dad, the author provides a provocative look at life.

"Sentiments of Blue," the title story, gives the reader a glimpse into blue collar America, as the narrator navigates a world dominated by a bully and his cronies, wishing only to break free of the shackles handed down to him by his father.

The other stories in this collection peer into our human existence with a sometimes touching, and other times cynical view. "The Note Giver" takes place over several days, where a mysterious note giver upsets the congregation of St. Isidore's. "The Conversion" finds two minor league hockey players sent up to the majors, followed by chaos and life changing decisions. Also included  are "Holy Thursday" and "Perfect Game."

Sentiments of Blue is a manly collection. The talk is rough and many of the happenings aren't pretty. Maccagnone has mastered the first person narrative with these stories, connecting the reader with his main character and drawing him right in.


Title: Sentiments of Blue
Author:  Garasamo Maccagnone
Publisher: CreateSpace
ISBN-10: 1456549979
ISBN-13: 978-1456549978
SRP:  $12.45



The author paid me to promote his book with a virtual book tour through Pump Up Your Book! This fee did not include a review. This review contains my honest opinions, for which I received no monetary compensation.

Friday, June 4, 2010

My Dog Tim: and other stories by Garasamo Maccagnone -- Book Review



Do you enjoy literary fiction with a raw, edgy side? Then pick up a copy of My Dog Tim: and other stories by Garasamo Maccagnone.

This literary collection includes the anchor story, St. John of the Midfield, Maccagnone's most popular piece of work. It is an almost mystical story of Bobo Stoikov, one of the world’s greatest soccer players, who escapes death in communist Bulgaria to find the American Dream. Due to severe injury during Bobo’s escape, he is unable to play once he arrives in America, but instead finds peace and happiness in coaching soccer to youth travel teams. When Mario's son Luca joins Bobo's team, it sets in motion an intense one-sided rivalry between Bobo and a man from his past, which ultimately leads to Bobo's death.

"My Dog Tim", from which this collection gets its name, is, as one would expect, a story about a childhood pet. If you're expecting something akin to Dorothy and Toto in the Wizard of Oz, however, you would be sadly mistaken. While there are definitely touching moments, the family in this one is much more like Malcolm in the Middle than Little House on the Prairie.

My favorite story has to be "The Note Giver". The author took an eccentric old man from his past and created a story about a man with some quirky habits who hands out controversial notes to members of St. Isidore's Church. It is one of the more touching stories out of the collection.

Also included are “White Fang”,“White Chocolate”, “Goalie Boy”, and three vignettes

With My Dog Tim: and other stories Maccagnone has blended family, sports, and pets with a definitive edginess that adults from many walks of life will enjoy.

Title: My Dog Tim: and other stories
Author: Garasamo Maccagnone
Publisher: Outskirts Press
ISBN-10: 1432755625
ISBN-13: 978-1432755621
SRP: $19.95

Friday, November 6, 2009

The Magic of Christmas by Garasamo Maccagnone, Author of For the Love of St. Nick



Today's guest blogger is Garasamo (Gary) Maccagnone, author of For the Love of St. Nick.

Two California boys, coping with the loss of their mother, find themselves uprooted when their father, a Navy Commander, is transferred to a base in Northern Michigan. With the youngest boy continuously sick, the family must survive military life and the northern elements as they dwell in their little hunter’s cabin on Lake Huron. When the boys’ father must leave prior to Christmas to fulfill his secret mission for the United States Military, the boys are surprised by a chance encounter that saves a life, and reunites a family.




"The Magic of Christmas" by Garasamo Maccagnone

In my family room, I have an elevated ceiling, probably thirty feet high or so. Over the years, a few days prior to Christmas, I’ve enjoyed looking through the high windows of the room at the winter moon. It’s usually two in the morning when I do this and the family has long been asleep. With the lights twinkling on our tree and my iPod filled with traditional Christmas songs, the mood is perfect to reflect on what the magic of Christmas is all about.

As I lay on my back looking up from my couch, so many good visions of Christmas past always dance around my head. Two of the kindest people I’ve ever known dominate my mind. My grandma Clare, who was widowed at the age of fifty-two, dedicated the last twenty-three years of her life to her grandchildren, making sure all ten of us were well taken care of and loved. Grandma Clare was selfless and generous in all ways. She always found out exactly what you needed, from a new tire for your paper route bike, or as I got in college, enough money to buy a manifold for my 74 Ford Pinto.

I dedicated For the Love of St. Nick to my Aunt Bobby, who was Grandma Clare’s youngest daughter. Unlike my sibling’s godparents, my godparents never bought me a gift at Christmas time or my birthday. It was Aunt Bobby who bought that extra gift for me and made sure it was under the tree so I wasn’t disappointed. And of course, she always signed it like it came from my real godparents, but I knew better; I knew her handwriting and I knew the truth because her son, my cousin Joey, told me one time about it during a sleep over.

More than anything, I enjoyed being around Grandma Clare and Aunt Bobby on Christmas day. Being Polish, the two were excellent bakers. I can’t tell you how many monstrous slices of lemon Bundt cake I devoured in their presence. Knowing I had the appetite of six grown hogs, the two watched me gleefully suck down their masterpieces with one glass of milk after another.

Christmas dinners typically saw the table filled with prime rib, turkey, ham, sweet potatoes and a cheese potato casserole. Being half Sicilian, there was always an entire separate menu of pasta, lasagna, meatballs and sausage to be followed by the creamiest Cannolies my mother could make.

The dinner table chatter related to the times, like who the communists were and who shot Kennedy or was it possible for space aliens to visit the earth. To my recollection, prior to taking their after dinner naps, my father and Uncle Al usually argued over some Biblical scripture or Union news that scattered everyone away from the table and into the other rooms of the house to play or to just plain get away.

I’m not much for flamboyance. Ostentatious Christmas presentations seem superficial to me. I suppose what I tried to capture in, For the Love of St. Nick is the quiet simple moments of the season. I set the scenes in northern Michigan to get far away from the saturated Santa marketing the secular culture forces upon us.

Much like my fond memories of Christmas past, I wanted the story to be about familial love and the true spirit of the season. I wanted St. Nick to be more remembered for his sacrifice and concern than his bag of gifts and treats.

In the end, whenever I’ve looked back, it’s never been any of the gifts that I remember. It’s always been about memories, the good times with the family, be at St. Athanasius, the family Christmas dinner, or the conversations afterward with my cousins, aunts, uncles, and family members.

At fifty, it’s all that remains of my past. I’m grateful that every year Christmas brings out such memories and takes me to a better place and a better time.

Garasamo Maccagnone studied creative writing and literature under noted American writers Sam Astrachan and Stuart Dybek at Wayne State University and Western Michigan University. A college baseball player as well, Maccagnone met his wife Vicki as a junior at WMU. The following year, after injuring his throwing arm, Maccagnone left school and his baseball ambitions to marry Vicki. After a two year stint at both W.B. Doner and BBDO advertising agencies, Maccagnone left the industry to apply his knowledge of marketing in a new venture in an up-and-coming industry. Maccagnone created a company called, "Crate and Fly," and turned it from a store front in 1984 to a world-wide multi-million dollar shipping corporation by 1994.

In the mid 90’s Maccagnone decided to fulfill the promise of his writing career, by first penning the children’s book, The Suburban Dragon and then following up with a collection of short stories and poetry entitled, The Affliction of Dreams. His literary novel, St. John of the Midfield was published in 2007, followed by his For the Love of St. Nick, which was released in 2008. Maccagnone expanded the original version of For the Love of St. Nick and had the book illustrated for a new release in June 2009.

Garasamo “Gary” Maccagnone lives today in Shelby Township, Michigan, with his wife Vicki and three children. You can visit Gary online at www.garasamomaccagnone.com.


To see where Gary's virtual book tours stops next, please visit http://virtualbooktours.wordpress.com/.

Friday, March 13, 2009

The Suburban Dragon by Garasamo Maccagnone--Book Review


What can keep the kids busy on a rainy, boring afternoon? How about chasing after a mommy-snatching dragon in Chippewa Valley?

Garrett, Anthony, and Aimee are bored. It's a rainy day with nothing to do and their mother says they cannot go outside. So Mommy pulls out their favorite story, snuggles up with them on the couch and begins to read. But it's not helping.

When a dragon suddenly appears from behind the couch and runs off with their mother, the three children plot a daring rescue to save her and capture the dragon.

Garasamo Maccagnone has come up with a funny, enjoyable story for young readers with The Suburban Dragon.

Readers will love this story of three children's adventures on a rainy, boring day. Through an imaginative storyline and magnificant illustrations, your children will follow along as Garrett, Anthony, and Aimee plot their daring rescue.

My children loved The Suburban Dragon and have asked for me to read it over and over again. The bright, colorful illustrations capture their attention and bring the story to life. And the surprise at the end is something they always enjoy.

If you're looking for a quick, enjoyable, and fun read for the children in your life, look no further than The Suburban Dragon by Garasamo Maccagnone.


Title: The Suburban Dragon
Author: Garasamo Maccagnone
Publisher: Crate & Fly
ISBN: 978-1-419660443
SRP: $18.99

Sunday, December 14, 2008

December Special Feature: For the Love of St. Nick


I reviewed For the Love of St. Nick in October. You'll find that review here.

This is the story of a family dealing with the loss of a wife and mother. The father is a Navy Commander, and his family is uprooted when the Commander is transferred to a base in northern Michigan.

Tiger is the oldest boy and also the narrator of the story. His youngest brother Johnny is always sick and going from living in California to northern Michigan during the winter certainly doesn't help matters any. When the Commander is forced to leave prior to Christmas to fulfill his secret mission for the United States Military, the boys pray to St. Nick for their father's safe return.

In addition to the magic of Christmas, I truly enjoyed how the author worked in the details of life in Michigan like the roads after a storm and the winter sports. Those details give the reader the feeling like they are right there in the story alongside Tiger and Johnny.

For the Love of St. Nick by Garasamo Maccagnone has received some excellent reviews--many of which you'll find at Amazon.com. I found it be a truly magical, heartfelt tale of the season, and one that I will share with my family time and again to fill our house with the spirit of Christmas.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

For the Love of St. Nick by Garasamo Maccagnone--Book Review




For the Love of St. Nick by Garasamo Maccagnone is a heartfelt tale of the season.

Johnny and his beloved brother, known to the reader only as Tiger, are still dealing with the loss of their mother when their Navy Commander father is transferred to a military base in Michigan. Plagued by illness since birth, Johnny along with Tiger and the commander must survive the difficulties of military life from their hunter's cabin on Lake Huron. Luckily, kind and elderly Mrs. Pennington is there to help out. But when the commander is called away before Christmas to fulfill his secret mission for the U.S. Military, the boys pray to St. Nicholas for their father's safe return. Can the love of St. Nick save a life and reunite a family?

As with Maccagnone's novel, St. John of the Midfield, this story is held together by human emotions: the sorrow over the loss of a wife and mother, the pain of leaving home behind and the promise of starting fresh, the joys of living in the Michigan wilderness, and the fear of losing the person who connects you to the past. Woven into all this is the magic of Christmas and an undying belief in the love of St. Nick.

Tiger is the perfect narrator. Now older, he looks back upon this time in his life and brings the reader up close to what he and his family experienced, making you want to cry at times, laugh at times, and always hold onto the magic that is Christmas.

The jpg of the cover does not do the cover art justice. It is a striking cover when you see it up close. The cherubs to the right of the title are the perfect compliment.

A truly remarkable Christmas tale, For the Love of St. Nick is a must read for those who hold family and Christmas close to their hearts.


Title: For the Love of St. Nick
Author: Garasamo Maccagnone
Publisher: BookSurge
ISBN-10: 1-4392-1012-8
ISBN-13: 9781439210123
U.S. Price: $8.99

You'll find my review of St. John of the Midfield here. I interviewed Garasamo (Gary) Maccagnone in February 2008. Follow this link to read all about it.

Friday, February 1, 2008

Gary Maccagnone and St. John of the Midfield



Joining us today is literary author Garasamo (Gary) Maccagnone whose novel, St. John of the Midfield has received rave reviews. I’ve had the pleasure of coordinating Gary’s virtual book, and after reading some of the book and browsing through some of its reviews, I knew I had to have Gary stop by to chat with us.

Welcome to The Book Connection, Gary. It’s wonderful to have you here.


Thanks for having me.

Before we talk about St. John of the Midfield, please tell us a bit about yourself. How long have you been writing? Are you a full-time novelist? What do you enjoy doing in your spare time?

To some extent, I’ve been writing since I was about sixteen. During my High School years I was fortunate to have a teacher named Carol Cross for three years. She was the type of teacher who forced you to be better. She made it uncomfortable for you to be mediocre in her class.

It was there that I started experimenting with prose or poetry. Like most young writers, I worked on the student newspaper and also was on the yearbook staff. A lazy teacher allowed a lot of my satirical quips to be published in the yearbook without being edited. There was a minor stir.

In college, I was again fortunate enough to study under Lawrence Pike, Sam Astrachan, and Stuart Dybek. That formidable trio sharpened my skills as a craftsman and helped spark a life long interest in writing.

I am not a full time novelist. Since I was twenty-three, I’ve been involved in some capacity in the trucking, airfreight, crating, or logistic industry. I’ve also been involved in politics and the sports entertainment business. To write, I’ve taken sabbaticals from my business interests.

At this time, I enjoy coaching youth soccer in my spare time. Being around the kids keeps me young and focused. Teaching the game as I have been taught gives me a sense of purpose.

Two of your three books have been sports-related. Do you considered yourself to be a competitive person?

My parents had four boys in a five-year period. There was competition just trying to get a second biscuit at the breakfast table.

In one way or another, we fought every day. In those days, if you traveled beyond eight houses from your own home you were in somebody else’s turf. That meant if you couldn’t take care of yourself, somebody was going to put a whipping on you. Fortunately, my father was a trained boxer and he taught all of us how to fight. The day after he taught me how to throw an over hand right, I blew up the noses of two boys who started mouthing off to me. After that, only the toughest boys on their streets knew they had a chance with me.

Our entire culture is competitive. As I have played just about all the major sports, I have witnessed some of the ugliest events in the history of competition. I have seen fathers physically fight. I have seen mothers pulling each other’s hair out. I’ve been caught in the middle of an all out brawl that seemed like a fight in an old western movie.

I personally know club coaches of high status who have plotted against youth players simply on account of their dislike for one of the parents, or because that specific player chose to sign with a different team. I was also propositioned once by an unwed mother to keep her daughter on the top team in the club. All of this was done, in the name of competition.

In my case, whatever it is I choose to do, I want to do it well and to be taken seriously. To that extent, I guess I’m very competitive.



Let’s talk about St. John of the Midfield. What is this story about?

The main character, Georgie “Bobo” Stoikov, a world class soccer player, escapes communist Bulgaria with his brother Jordan during the late 70’s. During their escape, the two had to jump off a moving train going sixty miles per hour. Both of them were injured during the fall and the five-month journey through the Bulgarian wilderness to Macedonia. Though the American team was praying the two could successfully defect and play for the Americans in the World Cup, both brothers are unable to play ever again. Over time, Bobo is content to coach youth teams in America to make his living. Though he is successful at every stage of his coaching career, his eccentric ways and style of teaching clash with the American coaching status quo. He makes enemies, especially with one coach who is an ex-con named Sonny Christopher. Mario, the narrator, who becomes the assistant coach on the team, and who has a son who is a soccer prodigy, is forced into the fray simply due to his involvement with the team and the game. What Christopher and all the others in the soccer community don’t know is that Mario comes from a Sicilian family, a family who has a history of its own, a family that is purposely hiding out in the suburbs to mask their true nature from the community and the authorities. In the case of Christopher, who was used to being a bully, the misfortunate encounter he has with a crime organization more evil than himself hopefully leaves an impression on the reader that you better be certain about whom you pick your fights with.
Eventually, the forces of evil must do battle in some way or another. When they do the rising action starts and the innocent pay the price.

You sent me some photographs at the beginning of our correspondence. There was one of an older gentleman who you said inspired this book. What can you tell me about him and how did he inspire your novel?

Jordan Mitkov is the inspiration for the book. He actually played for the Bulgarian National team and made the fateful leap off the train as depicted in the book. When I first met him, he told my son and myself that to play in the midfield, a player must be a good person, a person willing to sacrifice, a player willing to pass the ball to all his teammates to score. He told that to me ten to twelve years ago and it burned in my mind until I built a story around it.

Unlike so many of the American coaches who scream, degrade, and ridicule their players, Jordan Mitkov is the kindest, most gentle, and most sincere coach in the entire nation. His only motive is to make a youth player better.

St. John of the Midfield opens with Bobo retelling the story of the day he and his brother, Jordan jumped from a train to defect from Communist Bulgaria to fulfill Bobo’s dream of playing soccer as an American. Bobo has a very distinct dialect. How did you use dialects to create unique voices for your characters?

My father had a gift for mimicry. Somehow, genetically, he passed that talent to me.
I recall one story where my father was involved as a union negotiator in an intense bargaining session with a management group. One of the other negotiators on the union team had a thick Albanian accent that was so deliberate you could fall asleep by the time he would finish a sentence. When the sessions broke down, my father waited until after midnight to start calling the hotel rooms of the individuals on the management team. In each case, he pretended to be his friend, impersonating the Albanian accent and characteristics of the voice so perfectly nobody suspected my father. Once he had a person on the phone, my father would ask ridiculous questions on obscure parts of the contract. The slow pace of the questions, the stuttering of the broken English and the redundancy of the questions drove all of the individuals crazy. Not one of them got any sleep and they were fit to be tied the next morning at the bargaining table. As expected, initially there was a lot of tension and hostility in the talks, but after a few hours, the management team, too tired to think or go on acquiesced to labor demands. My father’s talent and strategy won out.

In my case, though I’m an amateur, my impressions have always entertained my friends and family members. In my soccer club, I can hold the interests of my under eight students by doing all my Tigger and other cartoon impersonations. I knew I was pretty good with the Bobo voice when I called my house as if I was Jordan Mitkov and fooled both my daughter and wife for five minutes or so in a phone conversation. Once I had that voice in my head, I was able to write Bobo’s dialogue in a way that made it seem real. The thick Bulgarian dialect of Bobo showcases the innocence of his nature but also camouflages the wisdom within his thoughts and ideas.

Bobo is retelling the story of his defection to Mario Santini. What can you tell us about Mario?

Mario’s a good Catholic boy. Even though he’s the son of a hoodlum, he continuously wants to do good deeds, to bring his son up in the tradition of the Catholic Church. Like his mother, he longs for the Catholic promise in the after life.
Though he could solve problems like his father, he chooses to live normally in the legitimate world.

He is trapped though. Like a good Catholic boy, and like a good son, he’s loyal to his father and to his family. Beyond the corruption, he knows where the heart of his father is. There’s a loving bond between them, which proves that all human beings have some goodness in them.

Though Mario’s character is rooted in goodness, as a flawed human being he falls victim to sin as many Catholic men do. His guilt and realization of the seriousness of his sin force him to seek an opportunity to confess so he may be absolved. Mario also comes to understand that the more he tries not to be like his father the more he begins to have the same anger and hatred toward his enemies - especially when his son falls victim to a despicable rumor campaign by his nemesis Sonny Christopher. The false accusations by Christopher that Mario’s son Luca has had a sexual relationship with his coach is too much to bear for Mario. His father’s compulsion to kill erupts inside of Mario and he gives his father the nod to proceed with his vigilante justice.

In St. John of the Midfield, you’ve brought together youth soccer and the Mafia to create a powerful story. What were some of the challenges you faced writing this novel?

Having parallel stories, with two evil characters, one in which I’m hoping the audience will have empathy for, was certainly a challenge. The entire story had to be broken down in an outline form to my editor to show where the stories would intersect and how the fates of Frankie and Sonny Christopher would be revealed.
The challenge about writing on the underworld is to do so, you have to appear credible. The characters, their history, and their actions cannot come across as being contrived. In my case, being Sicilian, I had places in my childhood I could dig deep into to find the proper voices, the proper tendencies, and the proper characteristics of individuals I knew to pull it off.

At the end of the book, there is a story titled, My Dog Tim. Why is it included? What it is about?

I promised my family a long time ago I would write a story about our beloved dog Tim. For me, it’s important to always keep my word.

That story is written in a totally different voice, a voice that one reviewer told me was similar to the voice in the “Wonder Years.” For me, it was important not to write the typical soppy dog story we’ve all read a million times in the magazines left on the tables at the doctors office. I owed Tim a lot more than that. I also knew I wasn’t up to pulling something off like Jack London.

The story is basically a little portrait of my life from the time Tim was brought to us in the early sixties to his death at seventeen years old. Since I was born only a few months prior to his arrival in our house, Tim and I grew up together through the tumultuous sixties and seventies. I remember holding him the night Robert Kennedy was assassinated as my father screamed obscenities at the television.

The early departure of a neighborhood father to the Viet Nam war foreshadows the loss of innocence those times brought about. The narrator, who recalls how his dog protected him in his youth from all the imaginary monsters floating around the house and his head, later encounters real monsters, like the fear of his father’s anger and a group of thugs who hurt him while he delivers papers on his route. Later, after two children are murdered in Oakland County, the realization by the entire community there is a serial killer terrorizing the neighborhoods clearly defines a new world is emerging for the young man.

In that story, I have two loves that protect me from what terrifies me. One is Tim, who defends me against a menace of a dog-named Bongo, and my little Polish Grandmother Clare, who is willing to fight against my Sicilian father in order to protect her daughter and her grandchildren.

Where can readers purchase a copy of St. John of the Midfield?

The books can be purchased at: http://www.amazon.com, http://www.borders.com, or http://www.target.com

What’s up next for you? Are there future projects you would like to share with our readers?

I’m doing a lot of research now. Within six months, I’ll begin writing my second novel entitled, “He Lay Low.” It takes place on the Mexican/Texas border. There won’t be any sports themes in this one.

Is there anything you would like to add?

Yes. Al Ochsner, my college roommate and the illustrator of my children’s book, “The Suburban Dragon,” has just gone through his third operation to remove cancer from his vocal chords and esophagus. Please keep him in your thoughts and prayers. Thanks.

Thank you for being our guest today, Gary. I wish you great success. Have fun with the rest of the tour.

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Monday, January 28, 2008

Youth Soccer and the Mafia combined to create an excellent read--Book Review



Powerful, thought-provoking, and filled with the love of the game, St. John of the Midfield by Garasamo Maccagnone is a literary fiction lover's dream.

Told entirely as a flashback, Mario Santini begins by retelling the story of the night Bulgarian soccer great Georgi "Bobo" Stoikov shared with him how he and his brother Jordan, jumped from a speeding train to escape from Communist Bulgaria in the hopes of living the American Dream. All is lost when Jordan and Bobo are injured during the escape, but Bobo satisfies his love of the game by teaching youth soccer to travel teams. When Mario's son Luca joins Bobo's team, it sets in motion an intense one-sided rivalry between Bobo and a man from his past, which ultimately leads to Bobo's death.

As a parent to a son who played youth sports, I can attest to the realism found within the pages of St. John of the Midfield--when the desire to win is so strong, that people do unspeakable things all in the name of victory. Opening the story with Bobo telling the story of his defection to Mario is pure genius, as it immediately draws the reader in and makes Bobo a sympathetic character. And the challenges Mario deals with as he tries to be a good man despite the ties to his Sicilian crime family, speak eloquently to the struggles all people deal with as they move through life. While a little heavy on the similies for my taste, this is an excellent read.

In St. John of the Midfield Garasamo Maccagnone combines youth soccer, the Sicilian mob, and the frailities of the human condition to create an entertaining and all too realistic portrait of youth sports that all adults will enjoy.

Title: St. John of the Midfield
Author: Garasamo Maccagnone
Publisher: Booksurge
ISBN-10: 1-4196-7879-5
ISBN-13: 13-9781419678790
U.S. Price: $14.95