Publisher: Independently Published (14 September 2020)
We, humans, are a mess, and our heads a bundle of things – good and evil. Thoughts are not limited, with no boundaries set upon them; rather, they’d be out there in the wild. Can you control their flow? If only you could!
Unsaid by Asmita Rajiv is a collection of raw thoughts – beautiful and relatable – of raw conversations she had inside her head. She lays them out without asserting any self-importance, without saying that she’d be right, without noting that she’s perfect. She just wrote what she felt, and I believe no gates must be put on anyone’s expression. Ever! She didn’t put it on herself, and I totally loved it.
There are poems, quotes, and short essays on ideas that we might have inside us, but we do not acknowledge them…
Fixes for a draconic mid-life crisis #2 – Challenge that unbearably cocky lord to a game of Who Can Dive Longest Without Opening His Wings. Ensure there is a lake or thick forest at the foot of the cliff just in case…
Castellan the Black, mighty dragon warrior, features in my short story Picky Eaters, written to provide a humorous escape from all the stuff that isn’t happening on Wyvern Peak… All proceeds for the duration of its publishing life are donated to mental health charities.
Today, September 22 is Dear Diary Day. I celebrated by writing in both my journals. To further celebrate, here’s a GIVEAWAY!!!!
All you have to do is leave a comment, a few sentences about your experiences with journaling or keeping a diary. The comments will be read by an impartial judge who will pick the top THREE who will receive a free journal. Get those entries in quickly. The deadline is September 30th!
I can hardly believe how fast I am slicing through this challenge. I have reached the half-way mark, and read books with six different colored covers listed on the challenge.
The red book,
The blue (or mostly blue) book.
The yellow book
I originally picked another book for my white book, but when I heard Fiona’s new book was white, I hurried to my local library and checked out the large print version, and put my first selection for white down until later. Lions was Davis’s best yet, and that’s really saying something!
I have not read a black book yet, but one should not be hard to find.
Thanks to Carla at Carla Loves to Read, Reay is my new “favorite” author.
It’s not too late to join the challenge. Go to the search bar and look up “Celebration of Color.” Books do not have to be read in order, and there is no time limit.
This game, hosted by The Purple Booker, instructs one to find a “teaser” at random from a current read, and copy it in hopes someone else will read the same book. Mine for 9/22/2020 is from The Other Wes Moore: One Name, Two Fates, which is the Common Reader for my university this fall. All freshmen are required to read it, and many others, including faculty like me, do so as well, in order to participate in discussions and events throughout the semester.
This is from the introduction: “This is the story of two boys living in Baltimore with similar histories and an identical name. Wes Moore. One of us is free and has experienced things that he never even knew to dream about as a kid. The other will spend every day until his death behind bars for an armed robbery that left a police officer and father of five dead. The chilling truth is that his story could have been mine. The tragedy is that my story could have been his.”
I am looking forward to this important read and to the film and discussion, panel of professors’ “takes” on the book and other activities which will be virtually available soon.
Just like television programming back in the 50s and 60s, this blog reserves Saturday mornings for kids. Today, I wish to feature a series that has been around since I was a kid–The Mrs. Piggle Wiggle series.
Mrs. Piggle Wiggle is described in the book as being, “very small and has a hump on her back… When children ask her about the hump, she says’ Oh, that’s a big lump of magic.’ ” “The children are all very envious of the hump because, besides being magic, it is such a convenient fastening place for wings.” The children of the town are her friends, and she leads them on many adventures throughout the series.
For example, Mrs.Piggle Wiggle’s Farm deals with Mrs. Piggle Wiggle’s attempt to straighten out Fetlock Harroway, the town’s spoiled child and bully, who rules the roost at his house. Finally, he gets so bad that he is sent to Mrs. Piggle Wiggle’s to be “cured of faults,” something Mrs. Piggle Wiggle has done for many boys and girls in her town. The results are hilarious.
Betty McDonald, the author, writes in a captivating, gentle style that will have kids and those who read to them chuckling together.
This little “game,”originated by The Purple Booker, asks participants to open a current read randomly and copy a sentence or two that might tease someone else into picking up the book.
Here is part of a poem/musing from Mark Nepo’s Things That Join the Sea and the Sky:
“I started writing because life took my breath away. It was how when stunned by beauty I tried to stay stunned, how when touched, I tried to keep the touch alive.”
As only a poet can, Nepo causes the reader to draw in a breath and release it slowly, savoring the feel of the words on the tongue, hearing the echo of Nepo’s thoughts in one’s mind’s ear. This book has been an on-going read since January, and as I near the end, I don’t want it to stop speaking to me. I definitely intend to experience Nepo’s other books.
This was a novel I won in a blogger friend’s giveaway! It is an Aussie novel, something I’ve not read before, and the first book in a series. Wallace’s “Georgie Harvey and Franklin series” promises to be one I will follow up on. It was suspenseful, especially at the end, and very exciting. I will definitely buy the sequel, Dead Again, to follow the lives and adventures of the main characters. Georgie Harvey, a journalist’s, elderly friend Ruby, asks her to check on Susan Pentecost, Ruby’s friend who lives in a nearby town. When Georgie starts nosing around, she gets off to a bad start with John Franklin, the Senior Constable, who wishes women would stick to their “place” and leave police work to the police.
Add in the local mob, a “fatal” fire, a religious nut suspect, and Franklin’s rebellious daughter, and you have the perfect murder mystery which leads to an exciting, “ouch” ending.