Anomalies Review

by Sadie Turner & Colette Freedman
Release Date: February 9th 2016
Genre: YA Sci fi
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Book Summary

In the future there is no disease. There is no war. There is no discontent. All citizens are complacent members of the Global Governance. But one summer is about to change everything.

Keeva Tee just turned fifteen. All of her dreams are about to come true. She’s about to make the trip to Monarch Camp to be imprinted with her intended life partner. One day they ll have perfect kids and a perfect life. But in her happy, carefree life in the Ocean Community, something weighs on her mind. She hears whispers about anomalies citizens who can t be imprinted. No one knows what happens to them, but they never seem to come back.

When Keeva arrives at Monarch Camp, her worst nightmare becomes a reality she is an anomaly. After imprinting, the people she loves change, and she starts to doubt everything she s ever believed. What if freedom and individuality have been sacrificed for security? And what if the man who solves all the problems is the very man who s created them and what if he isn’t a man at all?

When Keeva finds a warning carved under a bunk bed she begins to understand: nonconformity will be punished, dissent is not an option, insurgents will be destroyed.

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“This book makes spirituality exciting and vibrant. I predict it will be so successful that well all have to learn how to pronounce ‘anomaly’ correctly.”—Russell Brand, comedian, author, actor

“Anomalies leaves you thinking about human nature and what makes us who we are. Bravo.”—Jason Segel, actor, author, producer

“[Anomalies is] a fast-paced story which champions individuality and truth. Keeva is a compelling heroine who is relatable and strong.”—Pamela Anderson, actor, author, producer, activist

“A compelling read which confirms we must fight for what makes us each special and unique.”—Randy Jackson, music producer, American Idol host

“We get to see this unusual futuristic world through Keeva’s smart and unapologetic eyes. A whirlwind adventure with deep meaning, [Anomalies features] smart writing, engaging characters, and a plot which leaves you hanging onto every word.”—Max Beesley, actor, musician


I found Anomalies quite unique in the dystopian trend. For one, Keeva is perfectly happy with her life. At least she says it quite often. She, along with her friends, are excited to go to camp and meet their assigned partners that they met when they were five. Hoping to return home to the Ocean community, she wants to settle in and find happiness in society. Except everything goes wrong.

She goes to camp only to find out she is an Anomaly. A person with no partner and must now go through a series of tests to determine her next match. If not, her fate could have a disastrous end. Grouped with seven other Anomalies, she meets Kai, an irritating charmer that insists on calling her ‘bean-pole’. The nerve. Except, it isn’t long before their similarities cause them to become good friends. It also isn’t long before they both notice the odd behavior of the newly imprinted and start to question everything they know.

Keeva grew remarkably fast on me. At first, she seemed like her head was in the clouds and it had me rolling my eyes at her behavior. I was really pleasantly surprised that most of my assumptions to how the story would go was wrong. It had a great way of foreshadowing or hinting towards something and then crashing a plot twist on you. As Keeva ends her camp stay and grows closer to Kai, she starts to open up more and show how amazing she is. Even more is explained about this but I’m reluctant to share too many spoilers.

Surprisingly this story takes quite a few turns to push the story forward. With the loss of her mother, the disappearance of her sister, and the shift from (wanting to be) average to Anomaly; Keeva shows amazing perseverance and willingness to keep moving forward. Even though she is later frightened to go on her own and search for a mysterious labyrinth, she does it. With her new awakening, she find her purpose and won’t let anyone stop her from finding her sister.

I’ve barely scratched the surface of everything this book has to share. Including the opposite narrative of Calix’s journey as well. Next in line as ruler of the world, he struggles under the thumb of his father Sobek. He has a crucial part in this book and brings the bleak perspective of the worlds realities into focus.

I highly recommend getting the audiobook to this. Not only are audiobooks amazing to begin with, but the reader Lucinda Clare was very good. She had a chilling way of saying some of the gruesome parts of this dystopia with a completely detached tone. It honestly made me obsessed with finishing this way too soon and added to the storyline. Regardless of audiobook preference, I definitely recommend this for everyone.

About the Authors

Sadie Turner is a Los Angeles-based producer and writer originally from Brighton, England, who works in business development with several Hollywood entrepreneurs. She has various projects in development, and also teaches yoga.
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Colette Freedman– An internationally produced playwright with over 25 produced plays, Colette was voted “One of 50 to Watch” by The Dramatist’s Guild. Her hit musical Serial Killer Barbie can be heard here.
Her play Sister Cities was the hit of the 2008 Edinburgh Fringe and earned five star reviews:  It has been produced around the country and internationally, fifteen times including Paris (Une Ville, Une Soeur), Rome (Le Quattro Sorelle) and Australia.  It is next up in  Chicago August 2016. She wrote the film which is currently in post-production and stars Jacki Weaver, Alfred Molina, Jess Weixler, Stana Katic, Michelle Trachtenberg, Amy Smart, Troian Bellisario, Tom Everett Scott and Kathy Baker. She  has co-written, with International bestselling novelist Jackie Collins, the play Jackie Collins Hollywood Lies, which is gearing up for a National Tour.
In collaboration with The New York Times best selling author Michael Scott,  she wrote the thriller The Thirteen Hallows  (Tor/Macmillan). Her novel The Affair (Kensington) came out January 29, 2013. The play of the novel earned both critical and commercial success as it toured Italy February through May 2013. Her sequel novel The Consequences(Kensington) came out January 28, 2014. Her YA novel Anomalies (Select Books) came out February 9, 2016. She also co-wrote the film And Then There Was Eve  which is currently in pre-production and begins principal photography May 2016.


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Journey to the Rift
by Cathi Shaw
Genre: YA Fantasy
Release Date: November 3rd 2016
Ink Smith Publishing

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A dangerous quest into a forbidden land wasn’t exactly what Brijit Carnesîr was planning after her graduation from the Academy. For years she has looked forward starting her life as a member of the Coimirceoirí and she is thrilled to discover that she has been chosen as the Academy Apprentice of her year. But despite the fact that she has been longing to go to Séreméla and work with the Elders, it soon becomes apparent that her fate isn’t as rosy as it appears to be. First, she is paired up with a grumpy male apprentice from Stone Mountain, Weylon Forborrow. Second, it doesn’t take her long to discover that the Elders are not taking her to Séreméla, as tradition dictates. Instead, Weylon and her are sent to The Rift, a dead land tainted with evil. Even before they join the Elder royalty at Tèarmann, an ancient fortress on the cusp of the Rift, Brijit discovers that the Elders are hiding too many things. She is given the task of helping the Princess in birthing the long awaited Queen of the Elders but nothing is as it seems. There is talk of an old and forgotten Prophecy, Weylon is attacked by a creature from the Rift and her grandmother is killed, after revealing a secret that rocks everything Brijit knows about her past. Soon Brijit questions everything she had been led to believe and, worse, she realizes that the future of Séreméla and all of Five Corners is in jeopardy, unless she can find a way to save it!   



Brijit frowned. A shiver of fear ran down her spine. She hoped nothing had happened to the girls.

Shaking her head, she put her brush down and bent to lace up her shoes. She was letting what she’d discovered in Raspella’s office taint her thoughts. Regardless of what the letter and the map might suggest, it didn’t mean that all of the Academy was corrupt. And there was no reason to think her friends might be in danger. More likely they were still flirting with the boys.

No, Serena and Elsa had nothing to worry about. In fact, Brijit was the one who seemed to have less than loyal instructors at the Academy. Anger began to bubble in her stomach as she remembered what she had read in the letter. Even after what had happened in Merryville, she had thought Raspella was her ally. Clearly, however, she had not wanted Brijit to be chosen as the Academy’s apprentice.

Before Brijit could completely tamp down her anger, the door banged open. Serena and Elsa burst into the room, immediately ripping her thoughts away from her deceitful mentor. Her friends were clearly upset. Serena’s blond curls were escaping from her neat braid, and Elsa’s cheeks were flushed.

Brijit stood up in alarm when she saw the raw fear on Elsa’s face.

“Elsa? What happened?”

Serena closed the door and turned to Brijit, her turquoise eyes shining with tears.

Brijit’s heart began to pound. “What’s going on?”

Serena pushed Elsa toward her bed. “We need to act as if all is fine, Elsa. Get dressed for the banquet.” Serena was pulling her day clothes off as she spoke. She paused to wipe the tears from her eyes.

“Serena, what happened?” Brijit said more sternly.

She looked at Brijit and shook her head. “You were right to be suspicious, Brijit. Something is going on, and it’s worse than any of us imagined.”


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A Moonbow Night: Review and Giveaway


  Genre: Historical Romance / Christian
Publisher: Revell / Baker Publishing Group
Date of Publication: January 3, 2017
Number of Pages: 384

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After fleeing Virginia, Temperance Tucker and her family established an inn along the Shawnee River. It’s a welcome way station for settlers and frontiersmen traveling through the wild Cumberland region of Kentucky—men like Sion Morgan, a Virginia surveyor who arrives at the inn with his crew, looking for an experienced guide.

Though he balks when Tempe is appointed to lead his team through the wilderness, it isn’t long before Sion must admit that her abilities may outmatch his own. But can the tenuous tie they are forming survive the dangers waiting just around the bend?

With her signature sweeping style and ability to bring the distant past to vivid life, Laura Frantz beckons you to join her in a land of Indian ambushes, conflicting loyalties, and a tentative love that meanders like a cool mountain stream.



“From the very first page, A Moonbow Night charmed me into its story, a story as earthy, rugged, and beguiling as the early American terrain upon which it has been laid. The book offers everything this reader wants: fidelity to history with rich, sensory details of time and place; names we’ve known fleetingly from the annals of the past who quicken on the page; fictional friends for whose happiness and romantic redemption we yearn. Tempe is a Kentucky heroine worth our time and heart’s investment—a waif on the outside, steel on the inside, kind in every situation. In Sion we find a hero worthy of the title, willing to grapple with his past to own his present and claim his lady. The plot is complex, tense, and layered and resolves in a most satisfying conclusion. This remarkable, elegantly written novel pulses with life and is a must-read for all who love historical romance.”

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A Moonbow Night captures the wilds of a young and unyielding American frontier with breathtaking action and Laura Frantz’s signature mastery in storytelling. The effortless merging of narrative with intelligent dialogue allows the spot-on historical research to shine. Sion’s understated valor is in perfect step with Tempe’s independence, making them a pairing that will keep readers turning pages and rooting for them to the end. This is an exquisite novel of love and loss, and a sweet reminder that even in an untamed world, the gentle grace of God heals all wounds.”
Kristy Cambron, author of The Illusionist’s Apprentice and the Hidden Masterpiece series

“As timeless as it is historical, A Moonbow Night is the shining embodiment of everything Laura Frantz does best, from her trademark attention to detail to the unfolding of rich and textured love in a setting no less complex. To read this novel is to take a journey along with the characters, inhabiting the story with all five senses. Truly, a book to savor and revisit.”

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A Moonbow Night follows the story of Tempe, a server at an inn, and Sion, a surveyor looking for land. I’m often not a huge fan of pioneer stories, but this one caught my attention right from when I read the book summary and it didn’t disappoint. I absolutely loved both Tempe and Sion and I love how this story is told from both their points of view. I really enjoyed all the history. I honestly never thought about how people had to have gone out in the search for land, that it could have been a job, a way of income. I just figured the pioneers found a place to settle and settled. So surveyor was a new word for me, and it was exciting to learn something new. I enjoyed how well detailed A Moonbow Night was and the adventure it unfolded.The best part about this book is the characters. You can tell that Frantz spent a great deal of time developing these characters. They each have their own quirks and distinct personality! Sion was probably my favorite. He’s kind of quiet at times, like a man of few words. But he’s an observer and very calculating. By the end of the novel Sion will completely win your heart. Not to say I don’t love Tempe, she’s great too, perhaps a little bit on the fiery and fierce side, but she’s strong and determined.

The only thing I wished with this book was a little bit more of a love story. I mean, there is a love story, but it’s soft, on the side lines, and takes a back seat to the story. There’s plenty of history and adventure to capture anyone’s intrigue, but I felt like Sion and Temp had such good chemistry I was wanting more there between them. It was so subtle that I wasn’t as excited as I could have been for them. Now don’t kid me wrong, the love story was gentle and cute, but I was hoping for more of a love story that swept me off my feet. But the gentle and subtle love works well for this story. I don’t think the love story was meant to be the driving point of the book. I think the journey of these pioneers and what they went through was the beating heart of this book.

If you like history, pioneers, great characters, great story and a cute, subtle love then be sure to check out this book!

Laura Frantz is a Christy Award finalist and the author of several books, including The Frontiersman’s Daughter, Courting Morrow Little, The Colonel’s Lady, The Mistress of Tall Acre, and the Ballantyne Legacy series. She lives and writes in a log cabin in the heart of Kentucky.

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Bob Horton

Genre: Journalism / Memoir

Date of Publication: March, 2017
Number of Pages: 284

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Bob Horton began his journalism career as a reporter for the Lubbock Avalanche-Journal. Innate skill and good fortune took him from a modest Texas farm upbringing to Washington, DC, where he was thrown into the high-pressure world of the wire service, first as a correspondent for the Associated Press, and later for Reuters news agency. The stress was intense, but he found the rush to be intoxicating.
From his early days covering the Dallas murder trial of Jack Ruby, through three colorful decades as a newsman, Horton often found himself witnessing history in the making. He covered the Pentagon during the early days of the Vietnam War, was on board a Navy ship in the Mediterranean awaiting Israel’s expected attack on Egypt, was witness to the Watergate burglary trial, and attended a Beverly Hills church service with then-President-elect Ronald Reagan and his wife Nancy.
The success Horton enjoyed as a journalist mostly hid the dark side of his career: a gradual descent into alcoholism. Of Bulletins and Booze candidly recounts the unforgettable moments of Horton’s career, as well as more than a few moments he would just as soon forget.


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How has being a Texan influenced your writing?

Being raised by and among plain-talking Texas farm folks left me inclined to express myself in a simple, sometimes quite blunt manner. Texans pride themselves in being independent and can be strongly opinionated. I tend to be that way as well, a trait that may be detected in my writing.


Where did your love of storytelling and reading come from?

Neither of my parents had a high school education. They grew up in the Depression and when work often disrupted schooling. I recall my mother reading stories aloud to help me nap. My father would come in from the fields for the noon meal and later read from the Bible as my brother and I lay listening on the floor. Relatives, especially my grandfathers and uncles, were lively talkers and story-tellers.


How long have you been writing?

All told, some 50 years of professional news writing. I began working part-time for a newspaper while a freshman in college. That led to careers spanning years with a second newspaper, two wire services, a news magazine, a syndicated news service, and a radio news operation.  Over the years I spent months of my spare time striving to write a decent novel (three completed but unpublished).


What kind(s) of writing do you do?

I’ve done all kinds, including the standard type of news at the local level, but also eventually high-level political, legislative, military, diplomatic …  I was a reporter in Washington, D.C. for almost a quarter-century; I covered the Pentagon, Congress, State Department, White House and various other federal departments and agencies.


What was the hardest part of writing this book? 

Striving to avoid sentimentality. I had experienced intensely emotional moments and situations as a reporter but I wanted to describe those times with a goodly degree of aloofness. I also sought not to sound self-aggrandizing, even though I had to “drop names” in recounting a career which had me associating with  people of prominence. I was known to such people not by virtue of my personality or talent but because of my connection to major media outlets.


How does Of Bulletins and Booze relate to your spiritual practice or other life path?

This book is about recovery from an addiction. Adhering to the twelve-step program of Alcoholics Anonymous helped direct me into a life style focusing on total abstinence from alcohol. I had found that I could not do this alone; the program stressed my need for “a power greater than myself,” sometimes referred to as “a God of my understanding.”  While AA is not a religious program, there is strong emphasis on the need for an alcoholic to have a “spiritual awakening” about the reality and nature of his illness (the American Medical Association labels alcoholism as a disease). Decades ago, a doctor prominent in the field of alcoholic treatment wrote in the first publication of AA’s “big book” of recovery principles that he was convinced that chronic alcoholics could only be helped by a “psychic change.” AA members came to speak of this psychic change as a “God consciousness.” The principles underlying the twelve-step program have steadily nurtured my spiritual growth.

Bob Horton has been in the news business for more than fifty years. In 1966 he received the Top Reporting Performance Award from the Associated Press Managing Editors organization, and in 1968 he and an AP cohort were nominated for a Pulitzer Prize for general coverage of the Pentagon during the Vietnam War. Today he is a radio news anchor with shows in Lubbock and Victoria, Texas. He lives in Lubbock.


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The Alchemists of Loom 
by Elise Kova
(Loom Saga #1)
Publication date: January 10th 2017
Genres: Fantasy, Young Adult

Her vengeance. His vision.

Ari lost everything she once loved when the Five Guilds’ resistance fell to the Dragon King. Now, she uses her unparalleled gift for clockwork machinery in tandem with notoriously unscrupulous morals to contribute to a thriving underground organ market. There isn’t a place on Loom that is secure from the engineer turned thief, and her magical talents are sold to the highest bidder as long as the job defies their Dragon oppressors.

Cvareh would do anything to see his sister usurp the Dragon King and sit on the throne. His family’s house has endured the shame of being the lowest rung in the Dragons’ society for far too long. The Alchemist Guild, down on Loom, may just hold the key to putting his kin in power, if Cvareh can get to them before the Dragon King’s assassins.

When Ari stumbles upon a wounded Cvareh, she sees an opportunity to slaughter an enemy and make a profit off his corpse. But the Dragon sees an opportunity to navigate Loom with the best person to get him where he wants to go.

He offers her the one thing Ari can’t refuse: A wish of her greatest desire, if she brings him to the Alchemists of Loom.


Yveun Dono grew more impatient by the hour, and Leona couldn’t really blame him. She turned her head and looked into the room beyond—his drawing room. The King sat atop a raised dais. Behind him was an identical circle embellished with a gold band and even more circles ringed in gold. He looked as though he sat atop the earth, and the moons and suns rose at his back. Her King could pass for part divine.

“You seem cheerful,” his voice rumbled from across the room out to the wide railing Leona had made her perch.

“Dono?” She sat straighter, draping her legs on the inside of the balcony.

“You’re not one often caught smiling to herself.”

Leona pressed her fingertips into her cheeks, catching the offending emotion spread across her lips. Thankfully, it was just the two of them present, and she had no secrets from her sovereign. “I was thinking that it is a lovely evening.”

The King paused, looking out over the veranda where Leona sat. He considered the sunset as though he hadn’t even noticed the passage of time over the past few hours. His face relaxed, just a fraction. There were only a handful of people Leona suspected would notice the subtle shift in his brow that occurred when the King transitioned from their supreme leader to just a man.

“I suppose it is a nice evening.”

Leona averted her eyes, focusing on the horizon once more. Her magic flowed hot through her veins at the King’s agreement; it churned in delight, sparking against his as he suddenly appeared at her side. He moved as effortlessly as the wind, as soft footed as starlight.

Her eyelids felt heavy as he ran a claw up the line of her spine. They were so close she could feel the air shifting from the movement, a hair’s width from her flesh. He still withheld his touch from her. They were nothing. But he was her everything—and what made them dangerous was that he knew it. His breath was warm on her cheek, the only thing he let touch her skin as his face hovered over her shoulder.

She waited for him to say something more. The silence held ciphers of truths that lingered between them, written in a script that neither knew yet how to decipher. This would not be the moment they were given sound.

Yveun Dono pulled away and returned to his desk. Leona continued to stare at the horizon. Neither said anything further until night had begun to overtake the sky.

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Elise Kova has always had a profound love of fantastical worlds. Somehow, she managed to focus on the real world long enough to graduate with a Master’s in Business Administration before crawling back under her favorite writing blanket to conceptualize her next magic system. She currently lives in St. Petersburg, Florida, and when she is not writing can be found playing video games, watching anime, or talking with readers on social media. She is the USA Today bestselling author of the Air Awakens Series as well as the upcoming Loom Saga (Keymaster, 2017).
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by Sylvie Parizeau
Publication date: October 22nd 2016
Genres: New Adult, Romance

LIAM O’SHEA, bestseller author of the SciFi saga, Eiloe.

All I knew was pain – a childhood filled with cruelty and villains who used and abused.

Until Éolie.

I first heard her sweet, angelical voice in the dark of night, when I lay bathed in my own impending death. Seventeen years later, it’s not the nightmare she pulled me out of that haunts me, but the glimpse of Happily Ever After she revealed just before disappearing.

They said she was a figment of my boundless imagination. A wish. A dream. Until I had no choice but to believe them, cherishing my imaginary savior the only way I knew how – in fiction and lore.

But fantasy has a way of transforming reality. When I finally tire of being a citizen of the world, I take an impromptu sabbatical as a professor at a small college on the coast of Maine. And there I see her, the girl with the sea-green eyes and angelic voice.

My world turns upside down. Turns out my girl is for real, and the pull between us is anything but imaginary.

Happily Ever After has a story … and this one is mine.



Monday morning, I feel like death warmed over, and probably look like it too, as I unlock the lecture hall and students start filing in. Some in far worse shape than I am, which is to be expected for seven in the morning on a Monday. Not that it makes me feel any better.

I make my way over to the lectern and shuffle some papers around, trying to appear busy so no one can guess I’m a complete and utter mass of nerves inside.

Logically, I know what a long shot it was, that beautiful girl on the quad on Friday being my Éolie, but I’d hoped. Christ, the pull from the library was just so strong. I tilt my head down and clutch the lectern just remembering it.

That leaves me with a Rose dilemma. Big time.

Fuck. I run one hand down my face.

Wildly attracted to Rose, a student. Madly in love with Éolie, a phantom.

Way to go, man.

A frisson runs up my spine and my entire body stiffens. A familiar feeling ribbons through me—Éolie’s Light—pulsing warm, strong and bright.

“Bloody everlasting hell,” I curse under my breath, running my hands through my hair in frustration.

I cross my arms and stare hard at the rows upon rows of students. If there’s one good thing about the early time slot it’s that everyone keeps quiet. And suddenly, I want nothing more than to begin—so that I can finish up and get the fuck out of here.

“Good morning.”

I unclench my jaw. Fortunately for me, this isn’t a regular class and there’s no actual teaching, it’s more about honing writing skills in a series of ad libitum projects the students will be challenged with.

“If you’ve read your syllabus, and I’m sure you all did, you know by now that last week was just a warm up for what’s to come, so we’ll dive right in and let the challenges of this extracurricular you signed for begin for real. Today, I’ll put your short story skills to the test. In two thousand words or less, I’d like to read about your most significant childhood memory,” I say.

Goddammit, did I just say childhood? I glance down at my notes. School. I was supposed to say most significant school memory, I grit my teeth.

Might as well admit I’m obsessing here. I forge ahead, and lay down the rules and objectives of today’s writing assignment, my usual inscrutable mask on. “I want to see your creative thought patterns, so you’ll give me handwritten copies by the end of class.”

My gaze lands on a small hoodied figure sitting in the back, and our eyes lock for a fraction of a second. I’m knocked sideways, recognizing their dazzling shade of pale aqua in an instant. I catch my breath, and pray I won’t lose all composure.

Rose. She’s here.

The class gets to work.

I refuse to look again in Rose’s direction. And fail by a mile. To my dismay, my eyes keep straying her way, but she never looks up again. She’s intent on her pen moving over her notebook. She’s bent so low, her expression is obscured, but the translucent color of her eyes is burned into my mind.

I have to see her up close.

The rest of class passes in a blur. Tight jawed, I keep my gaze fixed as much as possible on my laptop screen, but the article I downloaded might as well be written in Swahili. I don’t understand a word of it. All I can think of is Rose. Rose who’ll soon be coming down, turning in her assignment.


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A paralegal by day and incurable romantic by night, Sylvie is a cross-genre, and she takes Happily Ever After very seriously. The End just isn’t in her vocabulary.

An incorrigible daydreamer, she now feeds her obsession with epilogues by concocting stories in which heroes deal with the happy from the get-go. Ready, or not. And she confesses under oath to loving every minute of it.

Sylvie lives her own Happily Ever After in the beautiful mountains of Les Laurentides in Northern Quebec, alongside her whole set of characters.

In between treks in their backyard wilderness, you can find them hanging out at

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Spring Shadow
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Homicide detective Noah Daugherty finds purpose in solving the most horrendous of crimes. The last thing he wants is to babysit some spoiled country singer, but that’s exactly what his lieutenant demands.

Posing undercover as a member of the singer’s band, he makes it his mission to protect her from a stalker whose ominous threats have become increasingly personal. As things heat up, she hides a piece of her past that is key to solving the case, ashamed of the part she plays.

Can Noah unearth the painful truth before spring casts its dark shadow?

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Last night’s wild race down twenty-one flights of stairs fleeing from a false fire alarm had left Paige Reimer shaken. All she wanted was to get back inside her hotel room.

The detective assigned to protect her slid the key card into the lock and she reached for the door handle.

Stop.” Detective Noah Daugherty held out his hand. “Let me check the room.”

Sorry,she said over her shoulder. “Gotta pee.” She pushed by him, only to freeze after three steps.

A scream echoed through the air and it took a moment to realize it came from her.

Paige’s knees buckled and she grabbed the wall as Noah rushed past. A tiny portion of her brain registered that he clutched a gun the size of her favorite Kate Spade bag, waving it from one side of the room to the other.

And all she’d been worried about was hiding the box of tampons she’d left sitting on her pillow.

Instead, displayed prominently on the ivory comforter of the enormous, multi-pillowed bed, was a single rose. Not even a red rose. A black one. With the stem broken near the top so the blossom hung to one side like a broken neck.

Bile threatened to pour out of her and she stumbled toward the bathroom before she collapsed completely.

“Wait.” Noah’s voice sounded behind her, a distant echo from the bottom of a deep well. “I need to check for intruders before you go in there.”

But she couldn’t stop. Besides, it wasn’t necessary. She could feel the stillness in the air. No one else was in the room.

Whoever had been here was long gone.

She stretched one leg behind her and kicked the door shut. This was humiliating enough without him watching her hug the commode like a Saturday night drunk.

When nothing was left of any meal in recent memory, she lay back on the cool tile, trying to douse the heat that spread over her entire body. How long could she stay here? Would he leave if she just didn’t come out?

A hesitant tap sounded on the closed door. “Paige, are you alright?”

Guess not.

“Five minutes. Just give me five minutes, okay?”

The carpet was too thick to hear footsteps, yet she felt him move away.

She counted to sixty slowly, then again, and one more time, before pushing herself off the floor. Two minutes left to make herself presentable. She brushed her teeth and splashed cold water on her face, then brushed her teeth again, but the foul taste remained.

Her hands shook and her knees were as week as if she’d run a 10K. Uphill. In July.

Every emotion in the dictionary swirled around her and she couldn’t pick just one to settle on. Fear. Anger. Humiliation. Denial. Each seemed the most dominate until the next took over. But exhaustion trumped them all.

One swipe of powder and a dash of lipstick. That was the most she could manage.

Hand on the door knob, she took a deep breath. Time to face Noah, with his endless questioning and probing. And what good did it do? There wasn’t anything she could tell him.

Noah sat at the desk, intent on his phone. Playing Candy Crush? No, she had to quit underestimating him. He was most likely texting his partner.

He glanced up. “Feeling better?”

Real concern coated his voice. She tried to answer, but only managed to nod.

“Try this, I made you a cup of tea.” He held out a paper cup of steaming liquid.

She clutched the cardboard as if it were a life preserver. Maybe it was.

“I need you to look around. Is anything different than you left it? Is anything missing?”

Well, there wasn’t a dead rose on her bed when she left, did that qualify as different?

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Susan C. Muller is a fourth generation Texan. She attended Stephen F. Austin State University where she studied business administration but took creative writing classes on the side. She started her first novel at age eleven, but it wasn’t until after she had worked many years and raised a family that she returned to her first love, writing.


She enjoys speaking to book clubs and writer’s groups. Susan lives in Spring, Texas with her rescue dog, Maggie. She loves to travel and has been fortunate to see much of the world. Her favorite places include Kenya, New Zealand, and the Galapagos Islands.

When not writing, she can be found doing volunteer work at a local hospital. Her hobbies include reading, traveling, snorkeling and taking Maggie for long walks.

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The Duchess Quest (Jordinia #1) by C.K. Brooke

Publication Date: October 3, 2014

Publisher: 48fourteen

Tour Dates: December 12-23, 2016

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Dainy doesn’t know that she is the lost Duchess of Jordinia, believed to have been assassinated fifteen years ago. Nor does she know that her uncle has implemented an illegal contest to seek her, offering her marriage hand as the reward! Though at odds, three clashing rivals – including a noble giant, a forest dweller and a thieving rake – voyage together by woodland, prairie and sea to recover the lost royal, notwithstanding the assassins and spies at their tail. Soon, young Dainy is swept into a comically complex romantic quadrangle as each suitor competes to capture her heart. Charmingly romantic and bursting with political intrigue, startling twists and vivid characters, readers of romance and fantasy alike will adore this original yet timeless tale of swashbuckling adventure and unlikely love.

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• A Shelf Unbound Top 100 Notable Indie Book of 2015

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The Duchess Quest was a pretty good read. Easy to follow along and the steady moving timeline made it easy to get involved in the plot in no time. I was frustrated at times reading the actions of the characters, especially Dainy. Although, at such a young age and with little experience of the outside world, she grew on me with her quick wit. After all, I love character growth and from the beginning I could only look forward to who she would become.

What’s interesting is the clear cut way each character is presented. Mac, inwardly sweet-hearted with the goal in mind to win the girl..and money. Bos, the man with a heart of gold that wants to return Dainy safely with her kin as a personal penance. Then Jon, a outwardly handsome man with a charm that can be deceiving. This is all apparent in Part One; but as the story continues, twists and dangerous adventures await them all.

Dainy agrees to leave with these men along with her uncle Pascale as escort. However, she foolishly brushes aside more information about their true motives. Shocked by the discovery of her true lineage, she makes the quick decision to meet her parental uncle and find out why it took so long to find her. The truth, however, is that very uncle has already offered her hand in marriage to the one to bring her back. Plus fifty pounds for good measure.

This story took one more step forward then I expected at times. It could be a bit brutal and risky in its romance and description of women (though mainly coming from the mens’ thoughts). Overall it was a very compelling plot that had you guessing. My one suggestion would be to write down the names in the beginning. Quite a few characters’ names can look very similar if you tend to read fast like I do. Along with the multiple shifts in POV, it can get a bit confusing. I ended up writing down a few to keep track! Though I hope that displays how invested in the story I ended up being. I would for sure recommend this for the older young adult and above.

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C.K. Brooke is a 2015 Shelf Unbound Notable Indie author with a five-star rating by Readers’ Favorite. She holds numerous fantasy and romance publications with 48fourteen, Limitless Publishing, and Elphame Press. Her lifelong passion is books – reading, writing, editing, publishing and blogging about them.

When not blissing out in literary land, she enjoys info-tainment podcasts, singing, songwriting and playing the piano. She lives in Washington, Michigan with her husband and young son. Visit her at and subscribe for a FREE eBook!

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Shelley Armitage

Genre: Eco-Memoir / Nature

Publisher: University of Oklahoma Press
Date of Publication: February 15, 2016
Number of Pages: 216
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When American explorers arrived in the Texas Panhandle, they dubbed the region the “Great American Desert.” Its rough terrain appeared flat, dry, uninhabitable. Later, cell phone towers, oil rigs, and wind turbines added to this stereotype. Yet in this lyrical ecomemoir, Shelley Armitage charts a unique rediscovery of an unknown land, a journey at once deeply personal and far-reaching in its exploration of the connections between memory, spirit, and place.
Armitage begins her walk by following the Middle Alamosa Creek thirty meandering miles from her family farm to the Canadian River. Growing up in the small llano town of Vega, Texas, she finds the act of walking inseparable from the act of listening and writing. “What does the land say to us?” she asks as she witnesses human alterations to the landscape—perhaps most catastrophic the drainage of the land’s most precious water source, the Ogallala Aquifer.
But the llano’s wonders persist: colorful mesas and canyons, vast flora and fauna, diverse wildlife. While meditating on the region’s history, Armitage recovers the voices of ancient, Native, and Hispano peoples as interwoven with her own: her father’s legacy, her mother’s decline, a brother’s love.  The llano holds not only the beauty of ecological surprises but a renewed kinship in a world ever-changing.
Reminiscent of the work of memoirists Terry Tempest Williams and John McPhee, Walking the Llano is a soaring testimony to the power of landscape to draw us into greater understanding of ourselves and deeper connection with the places we inhabit.


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Both an intensely lyrical and intimate scrapbook of familial history and a uniquely sublime travelogue of the American Southwestern landscape” A Starred review from Kirkus



“. . .an enticing mix of memoir, nature study and the hunting of ghosts. [ Walking The Llano] is a testament to the value of slowing down and watching where you are going.” Ollie Reed, The Albuquerque Journal



“. . .[Armitage] is an explorer, and from her book we learn much about people who settled [the llano] and those who must now make gutwrenching decisions about modern methods of energy extraction. . .a perfectly balanced memoir.” Kimberly Burk, The Oklahoman



“With a cleareyed appreciation for landscape and our place in it combined with uncluttered flowing writing, Armitage establishes her place in the tradition of the best American nature writing.” Mark Pendleton, INK



“Once you’ve ambled into the lyrical, evocative pages of Shelley Armitage’s ‘Walking the Llano’, the Plains will never seem plain again.” William deBuys , Author of A Great Aridness: Climate Change and the Future of the American Southwest



“Shelley Armitage’s prose is as poetic as it is intelligent. She masterfully weaves together her personal story with the narrative of the Llano, and she does so in a way that begs the question of what lies ahead for the people and the land she loves. If literature is a study of the human heart—and it is—then Walking the Llano is a quiet masterpiece.” BK Loren, Author of T heft:A Novel and Animal, Mineral, Radical: Essays



“In Walking the Llano, Shelley Armitage does for the Staked Plains what John McPhee did for the Northern Plains in Rising from the Plains. She carefully mines the history, character, and geology of the Llano Estacado and combines it with a compelling personal narrative to create an account that flows with lyricism, authenticity, and wisdom. A splendid and cleareyed book.” Nancy Curtis – Coeditor of Leaning into the Wind: Women Write from the Heart of the West


A Habit of Landscape: The Draws

Excerpt: Part II

This explained the cracked concrete one-lane overpass near that highway. Parallel to what is now the interstate was a one-lane road called the Ozark Trail, starting in St. Louis and running to California, a precursor of Route 66. The overpass must have served as a water crossing. Earlier it had been an Indian trail, the Indians originating the best overland routes. I occasionally found flint from the Alibates Flint Quarry, northeast of Amarillo, suggesting this was a trade route—the red, white, and purple-streaked dolomite highly valued for its strength and beauty. The Ozark Trail was built and used primarily in the l920s. The prehistoric and historic Indians traded from as early as the Clovis period (1500 B.C.E.) to the l880s. Likely the Armitages traveled the Ozark Highway when it was the only roadway from Arkansas west into Vega. On one walk there I leaned over the pipe barrier on top and checked the swallows’ nests underneath. After rains cattle liked to stomp around in the shaded pooling underneath; tracks of antelope and skunk suggested other visitors. I liked to imagine what went on here at night when no one was looking.

Downstream, now that I could imagine it as one, the creek widened and a Civilian Conservation Corps dam, concrete and native stone, hung perilously over eroded banks. Some corpsman had scratched “l936” into the concrete on top. I liked to swab up the Triops that slew in the muddy areas below. Their date of origin: circa 300 million years ago to the present, Jurassic survivors. Dinosaur shrimp some people call them. A living fossil, they hardly have changed since the Jurassic period. Their eggs remain dormant for years, hatching only when there is sufficient water and proper temperature. Pentimento, you remind us that something always lives below, contemporary life a remnant in your twirling tentacles.

Catching and keeping: that’s what folks tried to do with the water. My dad built yet another dam more recently behind the aging CCC one. Part of the reason was conservation for watering cattle, but he also stocked the pond with catfish, building a feeder he could send into the waters, like Moses’s basket into the bulrushes. After my dad’s death, the rusting of the feeder, and droughts that dried the pond for years, I had forgotten the catfish. But after a rain, Triops-like, I saw them flopping over the check dam, resurfacing in a wet season. I tried to catch them with an old fishnet rummaged out of the garage to return them to the now-full pond. When most of them got away, I realized you can’t stop the flow.

And yet the settlers had tried. Dams and fences and corrals and railroads and country roads. I, too, wanted to save something of my father, the emblem of his love of this place, by keeping the catfish from escaping with the water downstream. Tom Green, on the ranch just north, had a one-room camp where he used to escape to nap and read Paris Match. He had cookouts there and sometimes invited us out. The iron cook stove was a beauty and so heavy it took three men to wrestle it into its place. During one of the high rises—Tom’s retreat is on the Middle Alamosa—the iron stove was washed away, later discovered mired in the muddy banks of the Canadian. Water will have its way.

When my father died our family’s relationship to the land shifted. I still ran the roads but touched ground like a worry stone. My mother and I looked at each other and wondered how we would run the farm. My brother was in Omaha and later Houston, far away, and already removed from the necessary knowledge of farm programs, grazing leases, and grain prices. I had only indirect experience. Mother had driven a grain truck during the first harvests in the l930s, grinding the gears in such a way that Dad said she took two inches off the roadway.

Hers was a mostly rosy view of the particulars—sun-baked skin, cow piss, and broken machinery—of running a small farm. When a PBS film crew came to record interviews with local survivors of the Dust Bowl, my mom’s story was not the expected page out of The Grapes of Wrath. Rather than remember dust pneumonia, jack rabbit roundups, and Black Sundays, she told love stories. Her favorite (and mine): to get the farm work done Dad had to plow by the tractor lights late at night, after he had gotten off work from the bank. She lovingly wound herself around his feet on the tractor platform, behind the pedals, to keep him company, sleeping as he wheeled through the dust into the night.

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“A Habit of Landscape: The Draws” is an excerpt of Walking the Llano: A Texas Memoir of Place, by Shelley Armitage (University of Oklahoma Press, 2016). It is reprinted by permission of the author and press.





Dr. Shelley Armitage is Professor Emerita from University of Texas at El Paso where she taught courses in literature of the environment, women’s studies, and American Studies.  She is author of eight award winning books and 50 scholarly articles.  She resides in Las Cruces, New Mexico but still manages her family farm outside of Vega, Texas.
Armitage grew up in the northwest Texas Panhandle in Oldham County.  She owns and operates the family farm, 1200 acres of native grass—once part wheat and milo—bordering
Interstate 40 on the south and near the Canadian River breaks on the north.  Armitage shared this landscape from her childhood on, riding with her father and grandfather to check crops and cattle and later jogging and more recently walking the farm roads.  Though most of her adult life has been spent away from the Panhandle as a university professor, Armitage has always returned to the “farm” which offered until recently a 360-degree view of earth and sky.  Wind energy farms, oil and gas, microwave towers, and strip mining have greatly altered her childhood landscape.
Throughout her distinguished university career, Armitage’s professional life offered her a connection with landscape. Because of senior Fulbright teaching grants in Portugal and Finland, a Distinguished Fulbright Chair in American Literature in Warsaw, a Distinguished Fulbright Chair in American Studies in Budapest as well as research, writing, and teaching in Ethiopia, the American Southwest, and Hawai’i, place has taken on special meanings.  As the Dorrance Roderick Professor at University of Texas at El Paso and a Distinguished Senior Professor in Cincinnati, she decided in her most recent book to write about the meaning of home place as connected to the land’s own ecological and human stories.  
As the holder of three National Endowment for the Humanities grants, a National Endowment of the Arts grant, and a Rockefeller grant, Armitage nevertheless prizes a recent recognition from the United States Department of Agriculture most highly.  Commended for her “commitment to the spirit, principles, and practices” of the Conservation Reserve Program, Armitage has restored the farm to grassland in an effort to heal fragmented landscapes by recreating wildlife corridors and habitat.  Like the fragmented narratives of stories lost, she says: “If we could read the land like a poem, we might more intimately learn from it, understand what it says of natural and human cycles—and that sometimes uneasy relationship between them.”



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by Michele Corriel
Genre: YA Scifi
Release Date: October 10th 2016
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Summary from Goodreads:

In the multi-verse people may look familiar, but no one is who they seem.

In a small town in Montana, Sophie lives with her quantum physicist mother, and her equally brilliant, but dangerously obsessed, step-father.

Her father disappeared years ago under mysterious circumstances, but Sophie is still haunted by memories of him that seem so real she swears she feels his presence one night as she drifts off to sleep.

Realizing that somehow her missing father is trying to send her a message, Sophie decides to take a big risk.

With her friend, Eli, Sophie must discover what strange experiment her father did and understand the startling impact it has on her world and another, just across the membrane dividing the multi-verse.




Eli folds his lanky body into the passenger seat. I can’t read him at all.

“Wait,” Eli puts his hand on mine as I start to shift into reverse. “Don’t head home. Let’s go out west of town.”

I try moving back into the easy, friendly way we were before my feelings got twisted up. “Where are going?”

“Just drive.”

Sunlight glints across my windshield. The little bit of frost laid down overnight is gone. The stubble fields, short stumpy stands of cut wheat, like a rough blank across the hills, fill my visions. I take one dirt road and then another until I’m not even sure where I am.

We’re nearer to the mountains than when we started but it’s still a ways to the hiking trails that intertwine up and down the rock outcroppings and tree lines.

Eli points to a spot on nothing more than a farm road, two tracks worn down to the dark dirt ruts. The road continues for a while, but I shut off the engine.

“Listen,” Eli says, his voice a rustle.

We both sit, attentive to the quiet. It’s so thick it feels like I have cotton in my ears. And then the sharp, low cry of a hawk, or maybe one of those crazy grackles that gather along telephone lines like forgotten clothespins, breaks into the soft afternoon.

“This is where I go when I need to be alone and just feel all the wide open space out there,”

I follow his gaze and find myself hooked by the ragged outline of the crags, of foothills waiting for the next tectonic lift to get them closer to the sky.

My eyes close, imprinting this moment, this place, on my brain. Then I feel Eli’s presence, the soft in and out of his chest, the touch of his hand in my hair. Gentle. Exploring. I turn my face to where I think he is and open my eyes.

I breathe in his skin, a combination of dry and sweet, like pine needles and cut grass filling my head. He settles his lips over mine and I feel a release, an exhale. As if I’d been waiting my whole life for this exact moment. He stops for a second. I don’t know – maybe he’s thinking this is a mistake. But then he reaches around the back of my neck, near my scar, and I let go, allowing him to pull me closer. This time, when our lips meet, our mouths make maps of each other, marking places to discover.


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Michele Corriel lives and works in Montana’s scenic Gallatin Valley, surrounded by seven mountain ranges.

Her work is as varied as the life she’s led, from the rock/art venues of New York City to the rural back roads of the Rockies. With her fourth book just out from Leap Books, she’s also a prolific freelance magazine writer with articles regionally, nationally and internationally. Michele has received a number of awards for her non-fiction as well as her poetry. She also enjoys teaching, presenting writing workshops and speaking on panels across the country.

When she’s not writing you may find her on the golf course, hiking or slogging her way through the snow on what some people like to refer to as “skis.” You might also find her in the kitchen creating exciting new flavors or recreating classics.


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