n All My Rivers Are Gone, Katie Lee, an aspiring, young Hollywood performer in the 1950s, falls suddenly, unexpectedly, passionately in love. Not with a man, nor even a woman, but with a place: Glen Canyon, on the Colorado River. When childhood friend Tad Nichols invites her on a Grand Canyon trip, she is smitten by the river. But it is another year before she meets her true love, as she floats the San Juan River and enters Glen Canyon. With a combination of contemporary narrative and journals of her many expeditions, Katie takes us through the initial flush of first love, to an infatuation overwhelming her mind and body, and on to the inevitable heartbreak as Glen Canyon is snuffed out before her eyes by Glen Canyon Dam. As she looks on helplessly, the reservoir rises, killing her beloved river canyon by sacred canyon, mile by irreplaceable mile. Curiosity, love, wonderment, and delight; foreboding, disbelief, horror, fury; finally sorrow, heartbreak and a conviction to neither forgive nor forget, keep this love story moving, much as it has kept Katie vibrantly alive when others her age have faded or passed on. In Glen Canyon, Katie Lee found her love requited, found a peace and perspective she had lost in her other life in the limelight. As its end approached, Katie vowed to memorize and keep the dying Canyon within her, resolutely returning to its deathbed again and again during its final days. She has remained true to her love‹her rage has simmered for some forty years. In All My Rivers Are Gone, she has reconjured the heart of the canyon country, complete with its subtleties of light, its sensual forms, its erotic canyon sinuousities, down to the giggling, gurgling, sighing voice of the river itself. For those of us too young to have known the Glen, she paints a vivid and irresistible portrait of her lover. And it is only through this meticulous recreation of the Glen as a living, breathing entity that we are able to share her outrage and horror in its needless death‹the deliberate drowning of an innocent Canyon, the pointless crucifixion of a gentle, loving, and magical river. Now Katie, a devout Pagan, and her audience await, like Christians awaiting their entombed Christ, for the rolling back of the stone, the voiding of Glen Canyon Dam, the resurrection of what was and will once again be, the salvation of the human soul.

Brad Dimock

Katie is offering a 10% discount to GCRG members: Send a check or e-mail her (katydid@verdenet.com) and she¹ll invoice you. Signatures available on request. Katie has also released two cd¹s‹one of river songs, the other of book readings interspersed with songs. Serena Supplee¹s artwork is enough to make you buy all three. Hardcover book $32 ppd. ($28.80 to members) Soft cover book $20 ppd. ($18.00 to members) Cd¹s 18 ppd. ($16.20 to members) Katydid Books & Music Box 395 Jerome, az 86331