Flaws, physics, mystics and lots of chilled Reyka converge on an anti-healer's twisted path of self-discovery. THE LOOK OF AMIE MARTINE is a novel set in Phoenix, L.A., Iceland, 13th century Persia and the fields of Elysium. Thirty-four-year-old Amie (as in the French, mon amie) is a reluctant healer with the ability to trespass and manipulate the fabric of reality. Seven years ago, she buried her past on a lava field in Iceland and succeeded in never looking back - until now. As past inevitably collides with present, Amie must choose to shatter and open up her quietly exotic life, or burrow deeper into darkness. Heartbreaking losses and mystic interventions - L.A. producers, Sufi poets, gritty NYC speakeasies - dangerous Dutch lovers, PTSD for actors - a sexy new take on Orpheus and Eurydice served with chasers of very, very, very cold Icelandic vodka... The LOOK has a vast, global scope with an intimacy you will not want to leave. "Every few pages, there's a line that cracks me wide open. Or an experience that is exactly as I experience things. Or a way of describing something that fits precisely something I've been trying to understand, or at least hoping I'm not the only one who sees it that way." M. Chai, message to the author "It's like you are writing me as Amie... The being of the person. It's incredible how you write similar to my experiences... I love it " T. Wry, letter to the author "Strangely intimate. Strangely nuclear and cosmic at the same time - time that you point out is circular in the prologue, 'We are not wired to process.' Strangely euphoric in the way it hits secret passworded buttons that open niches, cracks and gates to hidden gardens in the mind that unveil insights. Beautiful." P. Shukla, letter to the author