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Musing Mondays!

https://i2.wp.com/adailyrhythm.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/03/MusingMondays-ADailyRhythm.jpgMusing Mondays is a weekly meme that asks you to answer:

I’m currently reading…

Crimes Against Magic: The Hellequin Chronicles, Book 1 | [Steve McHugh]Listened to Midnight Riot: Peter Grant, Book 1 by Midnight Riot: Peter Grant, Book 1 | Ben AaronovitchBen Aaronovitch

Read Crimes Against Magic: Hellequin Chronicles: Book 1 by Steve McHugh.

 

Up next I think I’ll read… Path of the Horseman Path of the Horseman by Amy Braun

I bought the following book(s) in the past week… 

Pest Control for Organic Gardening  by AmberPest Control for Organic Gardening: Natural Methods for Pest and Disease Control for a Healthy Garden Richards.

I also got from Netgalley.com The Book of Speculation by Erika Swyler and Mocha, Moonlight, and Murder by
MaryAnn Kempher.

I’m super excited to tell you about (book/author/bookish-news)…

I just finished the rough edits on Michael Angel’s next Dayna Chrissie novel – Woo Hoo! It is about 1/3 done right now. I am also working on a full re-edit with Susan Bliler on Leto: Skin Walkers.

I’m really upset by (book/author/bookish-news)…

Amazon withhold services from Canadian and Australian Authors… check my review for Grumpy Old Wizards for my discussion with Deborah Jay… I love my authors from other countries, and they deserve just as much respect as US and UK authors do!

I can’t wait to get a copy of…

So  many books, so little time! harperleeI want Harper Lee’s Go Set A Watchman but as it is coming out on Kindle at $15.99, I can’t afford it, so will have to wait for a Library copy. Sigh.

I wish I could read ___, but…

25217322Seveneves: A Novel by Neal Stephenson, but I can’t afford $16.99 for a Kindle book – or any book really. I would rather spend that on my garden. Will have to wait till I can get it from the Library. Also, I have lots of books I have to get done soon:

For Netgalley.com

The Juan Doe Murders: A Smokey Brandon ThrillerThe Book of Speculationhttps://s3.amazonaws.com/netgalley-covers/cover65263-medium.pngMocha, Moonlight, and Murder (Under The Moonlight #1)

For StoryCartel.com:

Murder Over KodiakPath of the HorsemanDon't Fear the Reaper: Why Every Author Needs an EditorThe Cat's Maw (The Shadowland Saga, VOL 1)Br

For the Author:

The Keeper: A Martial Arts Thriller (US title: Keeper of Light and Dust)

I blogged about ____ this past week

Some Were In Time: Shift Happens Book TwoSome Were In Time: Shift Happens Book Two by Robyn Peterman

The second in the Shift Happens Series, click the title above for my review of Ready To Were: Shift Happens Series Book 1.

Review: The Brothers Cro-Magnon by Roger PepperThe Brothers Cro-Magnon

Science is good. But bad science? Well, that can be deadly…

THIS WEEK’S RANDOM QUESTION:

Where is the strangest place you’ve ever read a book? OR… Where is the strangest place you’ve ever found a crazy-good book, unexpectedly?

Wow, so MANY places! Up a tree. In a closet. On the roof. In a horse stall. Hiding between hay bales in the hay barn. Floating in an inner-tube. Those are just a few!

PLEASE LEAVE A COMMENT with either the link to your own Musing Mondays post, or share your answer in a brief comment here (if you don’t have a blog). Thanks! 😀

Thanks, as always, to ADailyRhythm.com for Musing Mondays!

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Review: Dark Prayer by Natasha Mostert

Non omnis moriar: I shall not altogether die. – Horace, Odes 3:30

What if we’re all like that? Like ghosts … in someone’s mind … gradually fading … fading … until finally … one day … we just disappear … drift into nothingness. Wouldn’t that be sad? – Walter Wykes, Fading Joy

“Nobel Prize-winning neuroscientist Eric Kandel says we are who we are because of what we learn and what we remember. Who am I, then, if my memory is impaired?” ― Mira Bartok, The Memory Palace

 

She calls herself Eloise Blake. Though not the first line of the book, it is the first line of the story. The story of a girl, a girl named Eloise Blake. But Eloise has only been Eloise for the past two years. For before that, Eloise was Jenilee Gray. Lovely, sweet Jenilee who loved the colour peach and liked pansies and sweet peas. Who was soft and gentle, and the ward of a very rich man, Daniel Barone.

“The man is a genius—of the Stephen Hawking kind. But two decades ago he dropped out of academic research almost overnight.”

How odd. A neuroscientist, trying to identify the memory molecule, his work was decades ahead of the Sackler Lab and their work on the identification of PKMzeta. A huge breakthrough – but he simply walked away. Why? And is what happened then somehow related to what is happening now to Jenilee/Eloise, who one day walked out of a restaurant and completely disappeared from London?

“The last he saw of her, she was talking on the restaurant’s public telephone, looking agitated and holding a sheet of paper in her hand. . . Mr. Barone thinks this may be when she lost contact with her identity.”

John Boyne said, “There’s things that happen in a person’s life that are so scorched in the memory and burned into the heart that there’s no forgetting them.” But that is not actually true. For Jenilee/Eloise is in a fugue state – she remembers nothing of her previous life of privilege, living in what amounts to a squat, living for parkour, or in her case, “free running”. And because of Eloise’s obsession with free running, Jack Simonetti, bon vivant, spoiled little rich boy, is ordered to London to use his free running skills to track her movements, assure her safety, and, hopefully, return her to the persona of Jenilee Gray. Of course, if Jenilee returns, Eloise will be gone forever. And the longer Jack knows Eloise, the more he realizes that she may actually be the ‘true’ persona. . .

On the day she disappeared she drove into London to visit a solicitor who had contacted her about an envelope that was left her by her mother and date-stamped for release that day.

What is so horrific as to cause Jenilee to become Eloise – for her fugue state to last so long? What was in the envelope? And what is really going on – because there is more, much more. Something happened, all those years ago, when five people began a quest, a quest which left one of the group in a wheelchair and another – Jenilee’s mother– murdered, while two others came to know success beyond the wildest dreams of avarice. One of them Jack’s father, Leon Simonetti. A man without compassion, a man with secrets of his own. Secrets which may have left one young woman completely (irretrievably?) lost.

“There is a goddess of Memory, Mnemosyne; but none of Forgetting. Yet there should be, as they are twin sisters, twin powers, and walk on either side of us, disputing for sovereignty over us and who we are, all the way until death.” ― Richard Holmes

Once upon a time there was a group of five, The Order of Mnemosyne, all brilliant, all experts on memory. . .

Once students sat at the feet of their teachers – Anaxamander and Parmenides, Anaxagoras and Xenophanes. I sit at the feet of Natasha Mostert – not so much as a ‘teacher’ but as an author. I said, in my review of Season of the Witch:

I was again pulled into the deep waters of the mind, the dark corners of the soul. And once more, I was enthralled by Ms. Mostert’s grasp of language, her ability to paint a picture with words upon the page.

Now, she reaches deeper, wider, further. Are we, and our memories, becoming shallow, increasingly incapable of internalizing knowledge? Natasha has once more done meticulous research, delved into the world of medieval memory palaces, and expanding them into the modern world, complicated renditions of our memory palaces, “replete with galleries, endless staircases, passages turning in on themselves, Escher-esque tessellations and infinite loops; rooms within rooms and inside them grinning gargoyles, oblique symbols and images of dark beauty.”

As always, Natasha has created these very oblique symbols, images of dark beauty and pain, and a heartrending tale of the palaces of science – and the darkest depths of the search for the memories of god.

We thought . . . we might even be able to look upon the face of God. Mnemosyne was a prayer.”

“A dark prayer. Worth any sacrifice”?

“Would you say it is worth the sacrifice of a child?”

I received Dark Prayer from the publisher in return for a realistic review. Natasha Mostert writes beautifully, with a depth of knowledge and empathy that makes her work beautiful and compassionate, painful and horrifying in equal measure. She is a great storyteller of depth and knowledge, and I completely adore her works. Highly recommended, as always.

Musing Mondays – What Cha’ Reading?

https://shouldbereading.files.wordpress.com/2012/11/musingmondays51.jpg?w=257&h=143Musing Mondays is a weekly meme by Should Be Reading that asks you to choose one of the following prompts to answer:

16213179I’m currently reading… The Wizard, The Warlord, and the Hidden Woman by Michael Angel

Up next I think I’ll readDark Prayer by Natasha Mostert

I bought the following book(s) in the past weekBy Tooth and Claw by S. M. Stirling, Mercedes Lackey, Eric Flint, and Jody Lynn Nye

I’m super excited to tell you about (book/author/bookish-news)… I just finished the edit of SKIN WALKERS: REDKNIFE by Susan A. Bliler. If you are a lover of Urban Fantasy, and haven’t read the SkinWalker Series, you really should. Susan’s storyline and characters are interesting, her settings are beautiful, and her women characters are lovely and well developed. Try them out!

I’m really upset by (book/author/bookish-news)Hum… at the moment? Can’t think of anything right now, but . . .

I can’t wait to get a copy ofMagic Shifts by Ilona Andrews!

I wish I could read ___, but… Ha! Everything on my mountainous TBR List! But I think I will have to live to 300 to 24974213do 23139924so… every time I turn around, I am adding more!

I blogged about ____ this past week… Are You Stuck In WASP Land? Embrace Diversity In Your Reading! What are you reading that isn’t WASP?

THIS WEEK’S RANDOM QUESTION: What’s your favorite genre? Why? Urban Fantasy! I adore the mythology, and if it is well done it allows me to remove myself from my life – to be ‘more’ to be my dreams . . .

PLEASE LEAVE A COMMENT with either the link to your own Musing Mondays post, or share your answer in a brief comment here (if you don’t have a blog). Thanks! Should Be Reading and So, I Read This Book Today!

W W W Wednesday! Wanna Play A Game?

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 To play along, just answer the following three (3) questions…

• What are you currently reading?

Die Again: A Rizzoli & Isles Novel by Tess Gerritsen. Yep!!! The lovely people at Random House Publishing Group – Ballantine have been gracious enough to offer a copy of Ms. Gerritsen’s newest for a Read For Review. Uh, Yea!!! I am thrilled to be trusted with a copy and I am sure everyone is just as thrilled to know that it will be out December 30th. What a way to spend New Years Day, curled up with a fluffy quilt, a cup of tea and a box of chocolates, exploring Jane and Maura’s newest case.

When Boston homicide detective Jane Rizzoli and medical examiner Maura Isles are summoned to a crime scene, they find a killing worthy of the most ferocious beast—right down to the claw marks on the corpse. But only the most sinister human hands could have left renowned big-game hunter and taxidermist Leon Gott gruesomely displayed like the once-proud animals whose heads adorn his walls. Did Gott unwittingly awaken a predator more dangerous than any he’s ever hunted?

• What did you recently finish reading?

22421257I just finished editing (well, of course that requires reading!) Territory by Susan Bliler!

This is the second book in the Territory Series, which precedes Susan’s amazing Skin Walkers series. The new edit will be on shelves soon, and you HAVE to grab your copy!

Kya woke to find herself chained by the ankle to a towering tree in the middle of the forest. Pine needles crunched under her slight weight as she pulled at her ankle, frantically struggling to free herself.

Yep. Strong story line, strong women characters, and hunky heroes. What is not to love about Susan Bliler!!

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• What do you think you’ll read next?

OK, I admit it. I am a Natasha Mostert Junkie.

Yep. And I don’t even need a 12-stepprogram – I just need to enjoy every single book that Natasha writes!

Her newest, Dark Prayer is, as New York Times Bestseller, M.J. Rose puts it:

“Unique, haunting, provocative, riveting and beautiful, it is a novel that asks questions and somehow magically leaves you to find the answers yourself… a mesmerizing story you’ll never forget.”

Eloise Blake is on the run from a life she can no longer remember. And from a killer who will stop at nothing, to protect a secret as old as time. From the award-winning author of SEASON OF THE WITCH, comes a thriller about memory, identity and the murderous consequences of a quest gone wrong.

 

Whatever you are reading, Enjoy!!

It’s August – My New To-Do List Is Out. . .

It’s August, so it must be time to see what I accomplished last month, and what is up for this month.

Oh, and BTW? The formatting here is why I am moving away from WordPress.com! There doesn’t seem to be any way to bypass the MESS! So, sorry!

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The Portuguese Cover

First, I am proud to say that I am working through the edit on Marcel Trigueiro‘s The Next Target. It is a challenge for both of us as we learn what each other means when it comes to Portuguese terms and how they will make the best wording in English. I am getting a real thrill out of his book, and I am sure you will as well. The edit is scheduled for completion at the end of the month, and I will post links to the purchase sites.


midnighteyesI am also scheduled for a review of Midnight Eyes by Sidney Williams for Susan Keefe at Audiobook Monthly Magazine. Excitement! Loving me some Louisiana writing, and the narrator for this book, A.C. Fellner, seems to do a good job – I will say more after I listen to the whole book. He does have an extensive catalog at Audible, so we shall see!


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Reviewed!

Michael Angel was kind enough to gift me with FOUR of his books!!!! (Dancing around the room.) I will be reading The Deer Prince’s Murder: Book Two of ‘Fantasy and Forensics’ this month, and am looking forward to it. If you haven’t read it, click for my review of Centaur of the Crime.

I also these in my hot little hands, but have to save them for another time…. SO many books, SO little time!

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The following books are due for review in the next week. Think I can pull it off???

dirty
Done!
meridian
Done!
brokenrealms
Done!
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Done!

 


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I also have The Shaman and Other Stories by Alessandro Manzetti , George Cotronis , a horror and distopic SF short story collection. Alessandro is an Italian author, so it will be fun to read my first Italian-based book!

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So, how did last month’s challenge go? Uh….shiny-new-book!

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Well, let’s look at what I finished on my July Book Challenge:

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Done!

 

The Last Ancient 2
Done
intothefire
Done
bones
Done
cheating justice
Done
witchhunt read
Done
seasonofthewitch
Done
problemsinparadise
Done
windwalker
Done

 

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Looks pretty good, huh? Wellllll…… not so much! What I didn’t get to!

 

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It’s not that I don’t expect these to be good books. It’s not that I don’t WANT to read the books….

Yep, same old same old . . .

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Please consider purchasing copies for your local cancer center! Thank you!
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Done
18
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Last minute request from publisher!
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Done
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Done
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Done

 

 

 

 

 

 

I Married the Third Horseman was a complete blast, and the two Ilona Andrews books? Well, if it is Ilona Andrews, you KNOW it is good!

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Hum… I spent a lot of time on editing, so that is my excuse and I am sticking with it!

Review: Windwalker By Natasha Mostert

Through me you pass into the city of woe:
Through me you pass into eternal pain:
Through me among the people lost for aye.
Justice the founder of my fabric moved:
To rear me was the task of power divine,
Supremest wisdom, and primeval love.
Before me things create were none, save things
Eternal, and eternal I shall endure.
All hope abandon, ye who enter here.
-Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy

This life’s dim windows of the soul
Distorts the heavens from pole to pole
And leads you to believe a lie
When you see with, not through, the eye.
William Blake – The Everlasting Gospel

 

 windwalkerHaunting and elegant. I have head Ms. Mostert’s works described this way before, by other reviewers. This, and so very much more, is the work of Natasha Mostert. For she has a voice that is deeply evocative, an exceptional, mystical writing style. Natasha’s turn of prose is both otherworldly and sensual, a voice that sends chills down my spine and reaches into my soul, making a home for itself in the sweet, dark recesses of my existence. Her writing comes to mind over and over, in the dark of night or the bright light of day, a paean to her brilliant style, as her ability to paint rich, intriguing portraits with words which steal into my awareness in the most common of moments. Words which bring me to my knees, to weep and sigh, to long deeply and without respite.

Kepler’s Bay. A remote and forbidding town in a remote and forbidding land, bitter and forlorn. Perched on the razor edge between the Namib and the sea, Kepler’s Bay clings to the edge of the world with barely restrained ferocity, much as do the creatures of the great desert upon which it backs. Kepler’s Bay. The melancholy call of the soo-oop-wa, the never-ending wind, maddens, takes piecemeal grains of the soul, eventually leaving behind naught but a dry, desiccated husk – a body walking with no spark within.

The Namib, oldest desert in the world, ‘The land God made in anger,’ say the San people. But he had always thought that only a god in pain could have imagined a place like this. And from this land of soaring dunes and brutal winds one day appears a wild man, filled with pain, with fever and madness. Madness and passion. Violence and death. Samuel Becket said: “All men are born mad. Some remain so.” And is madness not pain, turned in upon oneself?

Across the desert, in the lush green of the English countryside, a woman arrives. Lost and maddened in her own right, she arrive upon the doorstep of a sad and haunted estate. As she sinks into the stories of this place of madness, fratricide and pain, broken shadows and haunted rooms, one soon cannot truly discern where the house leaves off and the woman begins. Quiet desperation. Ghosts and haunting images through a camera’s lens.

They are so close, and yet so far apart. So very, very far apart. Has it been this way, lives upon lives, sinking into the past? And what of unintended consequences, the vagaries of fate and karma?

Yet ah! why should they know their fate?
Since sorrow never comes too late,
And happiness too swiftly flies.
Thought would destroy their paradise.
No more; where ignorance is bliss,
‘Tis folly to be wise.
Thomas Gray – Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College

Through our lives, do our souls search? Do they seek desperately, yearning for that which was, which could have been, or which shall never be? And is evil merely the absence of good, demons playing bones with our lives?

Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars. – Khalil Gibran

Photo courtesy of Michael Van Balen All rights reserved.

How many paths must we walk, how many lives to be lived? How long must we suffer before paths may cross, before we might know peace? Do our souls wander alone, searching beyond ourselves for knowledge, deep in the rending silence of the night? A photography of insanity may be a shard of light. Questions and blood and dreams of deaths long past, pain and ancient desire. All are spread before us between these pages. Allow her words to reel you in, to touch and tease, sooth and savage by turns. To think. To dream. To sorrow.

To hope.

This book was provided to me by the author in return for a realistic review. It touched me more deeply than any of her works yet have – and those have been absolutely brilliant. I hate reviews that begin with “If you like the works of” to be honest, but if the interspersed quotes touch your soul, I strongly, very strongly, encourage you to read Windwalker. And then her other works as well. I don’t believe, once you have read this one, that you will be able to resist.

Review: Season Of The Witch By Natasha Mostert

seasonofthewitchOnce upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.”
―Edgar Allan Poe

[I am] the pen merely of [God] Whose Spirit, quickly writing these things through me, I wish and I hope to be. – John Dee, Monas Hieroglyphica (‘The Hieroglyphic Monad’)

 Who will live in this place between door and window? A mummer with a heavy heart and blind eyes turning, turning.

 I must meditate upon my name. – Season of the Witch, by Natasha Mostert

 

Doors. Doors upon Doors upon Doors. Doors into memory. Doors into dream. Doors into magic and mystery and heartbreak. Doors into eroticism – Doors into death.

I first found Ms. Mostert when I was offered The Midnight Side by the publisher back in February. As I said in that review, The Midnight Side is . . . a brooding, atmospheric tale of suspense and psychological thrill, full of the kinds of fear and gloomy atmosphere sure to lure in even the most jaded of readers. Mostert speaks to deep waters of the mind, dark corners of the soul, the ruin brought on by wounded and damaged souls.

 With my reading of Season of the Witch, winner of the 2009 Book To Talk About: World Book Day Award, I was again pulled into the deep waters of the mind, the dark corners of the soul. And once more, I was enthralled by Ms. Mostert’s grasp of language, her ability to paint a picture with words upon the page.

The book actually starts rather oddly for what I had expected from Mostert, as we meet Gabriel Blackstone, an accomplished cyber thief, as he practices his craft. Gabriel knows what he is – nothing more, or less, than a thief – but a masterful one; a savant of ones and zeroes, algorithms and cyphers, pulling cyber magic from the very air. But that is not all Gabriel is. Gabriel is a Remote Viewer. And now, his former girlfriend needs his help. For though she too is a RV, she has nowhere near the strength or skill of her once-beloved. For her new beloved, her dying husband, wishes to know the fate of his son, who has disappeared without a trace.

Though reluctant to return to this skill he has left behind, a happenstance pulls him back into this world of dreams and visions, of minds touching across space and time and realities one upon the other like the petals of a rose. And here, Mostert shows her amazing skill in crafting worlds of wonder and terror, of loss and mystery.

And as he slowly spiraled downwards, he wondered with a strange sense of detachment if he might not still be on a journey, still searching for the path that does not wander . . .

Many have spoken of the theme of the story, the happenings and characters. What I wish to address is her stunning vision of the occult, of witchcraft and psychology, seduction and passion, mysticism and the mind, all richly crafted into a world both heartrending and sublime.

A white horse neighed madly and tossed its blood-soaked mane.

None of Mostert’s characters are purely evil, none are purely good. Instead, she revels in creating characters of depth, both moral and immoral, sinner and chaste. Through talismanic images and mysterious sigils, fantastic signs and the infinite patterns of code, she drives Gabriel through the palaces of memory and the mind, wrapping the story into an atmospheric, poetic whole.

Natasha Mostert has permanent residence on my “Keepers” shelf, a place few Authors gain within my own Palace of the Mind.

I received my copy of Season of the Witch from the publisher. All thoughts are my own. Don’t fail to add all of Ms. Mostert’s books to your “Must Read” shelf if you love atmospheric, poetic writing.

Purchase Links:

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About the Author:

natmosWhen one of my publishers asked me to submit a 200 word biography for their authors’ website, I thought about dropping the usual bio platitudes and submitting the following:

“Natasha Mostert is a spectacularly brilliant, raven-haired psychic who saw her first ghost at the age of four. She likes to take midnight rides on horseback and practices levitation twice a day.”

However, upon reflection I didn’t think my editor would be too amused by this flight of fancy. So here it is, the official (and much less exciting) Natasha Mostert biography:

Natasha Mostert is a South African novelist and screenwriter, who specializes in contemporary psychological thrillers with mystical and paranormal themes. She grew up in Pretoria and Johannesburg but currently lives in London with her husband, Frederick. She still keeps an apartment in the university town of Stellenbosch in the Cape province.

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My July Book Reviewing Challenge!!!

In the realm of ideas everything depends on enthusiasm… in the real world all rests on perseverance. – Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

A book is a garden, an orchard, a storehouse, a party, a company by the way, a counselor, a multitude of counselors. – Henry Ward Beecher

I feel like I’m taking crazy pills!– Zoolander

I am miserably behind. On everything.  Yup. Everything.

If I received hard copies of all the work that I need to do, my office would look like this:

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And it makes me want to tear my hair out. Of course, it’s my own fault. Books are like Chocolate, You Can Never Get Too Much! Well. Not really.

You see, I am not really a “Procrastinator.” No, Really! I am more like . . .

shiny-new-book! So, much to my chagrin, I am way behind on reviews.

To everyone I owe reviews to:

bullBelow is a list of books I owe reviews on (in no particular order) that you will be seeing, coming soon! Of course, there will be book tours and cover reveals, but these people have been waiting a while, and for that I apologize. I just got a bit “over excited” there for a while and accepted more books that I could handle, even with MY voracious appetite for books!

 

Bluebell Kildare Book #1
Bluebell Kildare Book #1
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Preternatural Affairs #1 Read, need to review
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The Thin Veil #3
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Thomas Crocker Thrillers Book #4
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Woo Hoo! Gift from the Publisher!
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The Thin Veil Series, Book #2
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Book #3 The Sarah Milton Chronicles
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Under Witch Curse Moon Shadows #3
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Under Witch Aura Moon Shadows #2
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Dream Jumper’s #1 Request from the Publisher
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Grauwelt #1 Request from the Publisher
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Justice Team #2 Request from the Publisher
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Request from the Publisher
The Last Ancient 2
Blog Tour June 2 – August 29! I have July 29th – Happy Birthday To Me!
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Preternatural Affairs #2
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Silver Wolf Clan #1
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See Deborah, you ARE on my list! 😉
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“Season of the Witch” came out before “Windwalker”
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A Haven Mystery Book #1
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Preternatural Affairs #3
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Book #2 Sarah Milton Chronicles
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Request from the Publisher
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Request from the Author

Review: The Midnight Side By Natasha Mostert

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Originally published in 2000. Republished for Kindle by Portable Magic, 2013.
Click for the goodreads page.

How much worse are suitors, who to men’s lust
Are made preys? O, worse than dust or worms’ meat,
For they do eat you now, whose selves worms shall eat. – John Donne, Thou shalt not laugh in this leaf, Muse (British Poet, Satirist, Author, 1572-1631)

The sin of pride may be a small or a great thing in someone’s life, and hurt vanity a passing pinprick, or a self-destroying or ever murderous obsession. – Iris Murdoch (British Novelist and Philosopher, 1919-1999)

We’re going to start a rumour. It’s easy: here’s how. And thus starts a tale of twisted obsession, of ghostly presence and lucid dreaming. A tale of suffering. But whose? And how far will obsession live within the soul? To the grave? Beyond?

Too late hee would the paine asswage,
And to thick shadowes does retire;
About with him hee beares the rage,
And in his tainted blood the fire.
Edmund Waller –The selfe-banished –  (English Poet and Politician,1606 – 1687)

Isabella, or Isa to her friends, lives a life of quiet desperation in South Africa. The mistress of a married man for the past thirteen years, Isa has set aside her own needs for those of her lover, Eric. Eric, who has just died, leaving her with nothing but heartache.

In the night, as she lies dreaming, the phone rings, a flat, atonal sound, odd and strangely off-key, and the crackling voice of her cousin, Alette comes through. Alette, the wild and flighty girl with whom Isa was raised. Alette the strong, Alette the vibrant. And, as Isa is soon to learn, Alette who is two days dead.

Now back in London to close Allete’s estate, Isa receives a message from Allete along with a copy of her will. A very odd and devastating message, which leads Isa to carry out a twisted scheme against Jason, Allete’s ex-husband – an ex-husband whose tortures Allete lays out in a letter, sealed for only Isa.

Lucid dreaming, African mysticism. Alchemy and premonitions. Mostert’s The Midnight Side is a brooding, atmospheric tale of suspense and psychological thrill, full of the kinds of fear and gloomy atmosphere sure to lure in even the most jaded of readers. Isa wanders through the halls of her dreams, following orders, reaching out . . . and changing within herself. The Vigyan Bhairava Tantra, the seventh sutra, says, “ . . . reach the heart at the instant of sleep and seek direction over dreams and over death itself.” Is Isabella following her heart? Or are the dreams of death drawing back the soul of her beloved cousin?

What cruelty, wasted love – love which lies only in recompense? Mostert speaks to deep waters of the mind, dark corners of the soul, the ruin brought on by wounded and damaged souls. And yet, her journey also showcases the beauty and drabery of London itself, with it’s fogs and rains, the Egyptian Sculpture Gallery of the British Museum, the odd libraries and collections, the tea shops and cathedrals. The mass of cultures and foods and beliefs. A brooding city of history and blood and loss and joy, all wrapped up in banks of fog and fire, melancholy, and old, old guilt.

What Isa does and doesn’t do, thinks and feels and suffers leads you through murky darkness, fear, and the question, or promise, of forbidden destiny.

I received this book from Netgalley in return for an honest review.  Highly recommended.

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