If you enjoy reading murder mysteries, thrillers, the kind of books that extol the virtues of wizards or dragons, or are of the self-help genre, or if you seek the supernatural or the occult in your reading as a pastime or as a lifestyle, then PLEASE DO NOT read this book. I would rather you spend whatever time you would have used to read this book to drink one of those fancy flavored coffees or some other enjoyment rather than waste your time reading Along a Tangent Line. However, if you enjoy a simple story, then perhaps this book might be an enjoyable experience for you. It has been suggested by the few close and not-so-close associates whom I have challenged to read this book that the story begins at an unbearably slow pace. I believe the description most often used has been, 'It just doesn't grab the reader'. Still, if you can muddle your way past the slow beginning, past the oft-times drawn out characterizations and the vague attempt at eloquent prose, you may find a substance to the story that both entertains and educates. Our setting is the fertile Sacramento, San Joaquin River Delta of Central California. To tell its tale, the book uses the current political and social dilemma of water allocation, urban sprawl, and economic disfranchisement that confront the people of this region. But on a much broader scale, the story is about life and how it is to be lived. The story is about the hundred million seconds of one's existence. It is about love and betrayal, friendship and greed, about disillusionment and redemption

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