"David Jones is one of the great thinkers and writers of northern
California. He pours his intellect and life experience into Behind
the Locked Door. Run, don't walk, to devour it, and be ready to be
consumed."
--Gary Evans, former World Bank economist and
financial advisor to the Republic of Poland
"It requires exceptional skill to twist a thought to express a sensation,
a tender emotion. David has that skill... to create a mood, a reality,
a truth made from illusions."
--James Maxwell, painter, sculptor, graphic designer,
and author of My Ghosts
"Jones has delighted us for years with his blog www.thinkinthemorning.
com. Now, in his engaging first work of fiction, he takes readers to
Mexico as a young man searches for the gift of healing."
--Katy M. Tahja, author of An Eclectic History of
Mendocino County, 1852-2002
"What a treat! I've followed David's blog and travels, and now am
delighted to be able to fully immerse myself in the richness of his
imagination, truth telling, and talent. Hurray--and more, please!"
--Susan B. Wood, artist and "teller" of the
secrets of an amazing, aging, single, woman artist
"David Jones has chosen a difficult subject: the story of a desperate
'everyman' grasping at any straw (Laetrile, in this case) in hopes of
surviving his incurable cancer. Set in Mexico, the novel is liberally
sprinkled with indigenous mysticism and surreal interludes, enhancing
the story and helping make Behind the Locked Door a wonderful read."
--Gil Gevins, author of 1967: The Autumn of Post-Coital Despair
"In this genre-bending ode to his much-loved older brother, who
died of cancer at a young age, David Jones has imagined an inner
and outer life for a dying man. Imagine a gritty tale of intrigue,
international crime and corruption and the harshest, cruelest,
most savage details of high-tech medical reality merged with the
slippery, elusive, shimmering world of shamans, visions, totems, and
magical realism, a tale populated with a full cast of characters, some
of whom--gangsters, hucksters, crooked politicians--resemble
walking, talking cancer cells, while others--a native healer, an
obsessively principled eccentric scientist, a sweet, beautiful love
interest, an enlightened Catholic priest--put us in mind of powerful
immune cells channeling the primal forces of life. The reader ponders
the age-old philosophical question: Do we dream that we are awake,
or are we awake when we are dreaming? And is there a difference?"
--Eleanor Cooney, author of Death in Slow Motion
and Midnight in Samarra
"From a dying brother's letter of despair and hope, David Jones
creates a harrowing mix of humanity and inhumanity; love and
terror; medical madness and mirages of miracles. The searing journey
the author imagines for his brother compels readers to confront
profound questions of how life is best lived and death best met.
--Jeffrey Amestoy, Former Chief Justice, Vermont Supreme Court
and author, Slavish Shore: The Odyssey of Richard Henry Dana Jr.