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I was fortunate enough to pick up my copy of 'Motel of the Stars' at AWP in Chicago and have it signed by the author herself and spent the next couple of weeks reading it in pieces, too haunted by its sadness to give it the 'straight through'. This is a book that begs to be read slowly. Like the bottomless well of Iron Butterfly's eleven minute version of 'Inagaddadavida', it works best when you allow yourself to flow with its mood rather than eating it all at once, radio-edit style. McElmurray's wordplay takes complete advantage of its melodious tone, weaving it throughout the story's plot line, traveling in and out of time and space as Jason Sanderson and Lory Llewellyn both struggle with the death of a mutual loved one. The author uses definitions to introduce each chapter, evoking a sense of astronomy with words like 'black hole' and 'vortex'. These words become the knot in the author's thread, anchoring both characters drawn by their memories of Sam Sanderson's life to the celebration of the Harmonic Convergence, and the inevitable converging of their separate lives.

In 'Motel of the Stars', author Karen McElmurray creates a ghost story made all the more eerie by its absence of the supernatural. Although there is a supernatural aura about memories becoming so much more potent, to a point of debilitating its central characters, as the day of the planets alignment draws nearer, this is not the author's focus and she wisely leaves out any supernatural context. Rather, like a Flannery O'Connor story, fantastic elements are replaced by real world messengers.