San Diego Writer Jim Ruland Discusses New Novel, ‘Forest of Fortune’
Tuesday, October 21, 2014
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Just look at the billboards. They tell us that San Diego County casinos can be great little getaways, with entertainment, lots of food and a chance at winning millions. We also know that Indian casinos have been generous in giving back to our community, just look at Viejas Arena at San Diego State University, or the San Diego sports arena, now Valley View Casino Center.
But, there's a dark side to the casino phenomenon. One that's fueled by desperate dreams and people just struggling to hang on to the end of their rope. It's that side of the casino world that's the subject of the new book 'Forest of Fortune' by San Diego-based writer Jim Ruland, who used to work behind the scenes at a San Diego Indian casino for nearly six years.
In his debut novel, Ruland introduces us to a Native American slot technician, an alcoholic and a slot-machine addict who are haunted by their pasts and hope to turn their luck around at the Thunderclap Casino.
Excerpt From "Forest of Fortune":
From the platform Alice could see the entire Forest of Fortune. It was all so astonishingly ugly. Everywhere she looked she saw wires and trestles and supports for signage. The slot machines were big, garish boxes, their candles protruding like nipples and caked with grime. How disappointing it was to see things as they really were.
"Do you see the bear?" Nice Mike asked.
Alice found him perched atop a fake boulder on the other side of the forest. "I see him!"
"Watch this . . ."
Mike fiddled with the controls and the bear came to life. It shuddered and in a burst of motion Alice wouldn't have believed possible rose up on its hind legs and let out a roar. A few of the Thunderclappers looked up, wondering at the sound, and then went back to their games.
"Now make it dance," she said.
"I'm on it."
The bear bounced forward and back, shaking its massive backside.
"What is that, some kind of line dance?" Alice asked.
"That would be the hokey pokey."
Alice laughed and withdrew into the hollow mountain. She trembled with something between gratitude and fear.
"Pretty cool, huh?"
"Yeah," Alice answered.
"It's even cooler when the laser beams shoot out of its eyes."
"I didn't really come up here for the view." Alice grabbed Mike by his stiff shirt and before he could use his sweet, dumb mouth to say another word, she pulled him in for a kiss.
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