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20 January

Stones: Data (Stones #1) by Jacob Whaler

I get numerous emails weekly asking me to read a book, and I used to download free Kindle books daily that I found on Twitter; so I’m not sure which of those things I did to find Stones by Jacob Whaler, but I’m glad I did. In Colorado, while skiing, teenager Matt Newmark finds a stone that changes his life when he is 22, after not letting him die at age 16. The year is after 2151, and people rarely go outside any more, there are Freedom Camps that want to rise against the establishment, Matt, a Japanese American and his girlfriend Jessica, who believes in Jesus, which is frowned upon in this decade. Then there is Kent Newmark, a lawyer who investigates corporate malfeasance, a Japanese history professor, a Shinto priest, and at the top of the food chain, a Polish Auschwitz survivor, Dr. Ryzaard, whose greed for power and control rivals Hitler’s. Ryzaard will do anything to get Matt’s newly acquired stone, even kill.

Descriptions were rich and layered, but my Kindle said it would take me 14 hours to read the book. I panicked! My Kindle is now two years old, and it readjusts based on my reading speed, but still, 14 hours? It readjusted at 12% to 8 hours and that’s pretty much, give or take, how long it took me to read this 550 page book. I was intrigued! Stones: Data (Stones #1) had all the hallmarks of an amazing book: Love. Technology. Freedom. Power. Compliance. Individuality. Religion. Autonomy. Corruption. Control. Government. History. The Stones.


Besides the jax, and transports from DIA to Japan in six hours, it really didn’t seem like the future at all! Shinto gates every where. Japan in trade agreements with China and a hatred of America. The Bible out-dated. It could be a warped 2014! I liked the quotes from Art of War and the infusion of Japanese words. The level of corporate corruption was believable, but Ryzaard, well, I didn’t understand why he was so power-hungry. He wanted to make a world full of sheeple, which is exactly what Hitler wanted, and he had lived over 200 years and didn’t know that what he wanted was a bad idea. That seemed a little far-fetched. I had a hard time reconciling the fact that the SS killed his father, mother and sister; but Ryzaard was still OK with murder. He felt that murder benefitted him. He either was mentally ill or completely deluded. He was horrifically corrupt.

I also didn’t understand the shape of a woman and her saying We Are the Allehonen. Was Whaler implying that the shape of a woman means creation? I thought for all the time the book wasted on details that didn’t matter, they could have spent a little time on the Shinto priest explaining Allehonen better!

Kent is still grieving for his dead wife 12 years after the fact, which seems depressing and a bit unrealistic, he’s also a control freak about his son Matt. But Kent’s adventure cross-country from Colorado to New York City, traveling through the Freedom Camps, stealth and cloak modes for Matt’s and his jax, surveillance equipment and tricks of detection, and Kent unknowingly being followed by The Children. Unfortunately, while I lied Kent and all I got bored and started skipping all of his sections except for a cursory read to make sure I knew what was going on with his character. All of the elements built a marvelous plot that kept me steam-rolling through the book dying to know what happened next.

While it was an amazing book, my pet peeve was that the book was too voluminous! It was crazy long! This brilliant thriller was slowed down by descriptions, numerous POVs, and mundane scenes that were repetitive. Close to the end of the book the plot soared! Unfortunately it happened so close to the denouement of the book that the reader couldn’t enjoy that great writing at the end!

Sadly the ending was ridiculous. Boring. Matt & Jess going of in to the figurative sunset, looking up at the starry sky and holding hands, kissing. They are together on Matt’s world. Ryzaard is alive, the Shinto priest is dead; and Matt will worry about Ryzaard destroying the world later. I would have preferred an analysis of what him and Jessica went through at the hands of the monomaniac and his minions.

@krautgrrl says that this a great book, suitable for 14 year olds and above. Don’t be bothered that you may skip a lot of pages, if it doesn’t hurt the plot for you, don’t worry about it. The book did get long, so it’s OK to stop, put it down and take a break, or skip pages. Enjoy! And look for me on the web and more of my reviews on Amazon.

15 January
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Berserk by Tim Lebbon

As a teen I loved these sorts of horror books, in the basement of used bookstores or in my mother’s bedroom, hidden from me with Harold Robbins and the frustrated woman porn books. The ones I liked for horror were Stephen King, John Saul, or Bentley Little.

I have no memory of any of them now, just bits and pieces that infiltrate my dreams. This is one of those books I would have found in a bookstore and snatched up because a) creepy cover, b) vampyres, and c) it’s British! On top of that, who the hell has heard of Tim Lebbon? Is that a nom de guerre? I had to do Lebbon and this scary ass girl on the cover a favor and buy the book. It cost one dollar plus tax for the paperback. Cheap!

I’m a horror book and movie aficionado. Now that I had cancer and can’t seem to do much, and network TV, as droll as it is, was off the air due the Christmas holidays, I read this book.

It’s not the worst thing I’ve ever read, but it’s also certainly not the best. The pub. The over-heard conversation about Steven. Steven’s parents go on holiday, to someone in England. They are from Wales. A mass grave is unearthed while Steven’s body is searched for, and a girl is found alive amongst all the dead. Obviously she’s a Vampyre. She doesn’t like that term. She calls herself a Berserker.

There are some nice, creepy moments, but overall I found it just to be an okay read. It’s very British on occasion, like when the farmer thinks that Cole is Bond! That was hysterical! I did really like the scene where Cole has the pseudo-hallucinations about the dead woman. That was very emotional and disturbing, yet also sexual. The descriptions were hot. Her black panties. Her white muscular thigh.

I liked Cole, but he needed more life flushed in to him. He was loads better than most bad guys who are doing good, but he needed to be three-dimensional, instead of just two, as he was like Flat Stanley.

That being said, I read the whole thing because I kept hoping I would catch a glimpse of the London or Wales I know and love. I kept reading even though I was bored, the writing a bit bland and very predictable, because I wanted some landmarks I knew to show up in the book. They didn’t, which I suppose ultimately made me sad. I did find it odd how much they were driving though. It seemed they were going to Cornwall and started in someplace like Wick and drove about 16 hours, which means they saw an awful lot of Scotland, but Lebbon never mentions Scotland at all.

@krautgrrl (on Twitter, and the web) says: it’s a fast enough read, so if you’re into this sort of thing, it’s worth a quick read.

28 August

Fifty Shades Freed by E. L. James

I seem to be using the word redundant a lot in my reviews of this trilogy, I am also sick of hearing everyone yammer on in the reviews that this is a rip-off of Twilight, this is a massive rip-off of the film, The Secretary with James Spader (who was named Mr. Grey), from 2002; taken from the original story from Mary Gaitskill. This book took me the longest to read, it’s almost 500 pages long, I ran through it in under eight hours; including breaks. I stayed with it to see if a plot would develop and one did. Finally, [SPOILER] a kidnapping and if you’re a woman you knew Ana was pregnant WAY before she did. Ana’s well-read naivete is still impressive in this book, “Why shouldn’t I pee?” Well, duh.

Everything gets sorted in this book. Then you get a nicely tacked on Hollywood-ending where the Grey’s live happily ever after, and there are even more Grey’s now since Ana has a child and her best-friend Kate marries Christian’s brother and they have a kid.

If you are book addict, as I am, then read it for the plot, but skip over the boring panting, sex and chronic orgasms, unless you like that kind of thing.

28 August

Fifty Shades Darker by E. L. James

To quote one reviewer: “It’s like literary crack. You know it’s bad for you, and you feel dirty and low for enjoying it, but you can’t stop.” Spot on says @krautgrrl. There was more plot to this book than book one, and by plot I mean more real writing and less sex, but there is still a lot sex, and with this much sex; well, one becomes immune. It’s like consistent expletive usage, it gets old fast. But ever the reader to finish a book and hope Ana or Christian die, or get kidnapped, or something so all the sex will just end, we get a confrontation with Christian’s first dom, who “corrected” him.

Ana and Christian are in love, or lust, and while she doesn’t want to be hurt by his whips and canes and hiking equipment, she is still drawn to the Red Room of Pain.

IMO, we’re pretty tame on the whole erotica theme, mostly because there is all that blushing and flushing and grimacing and lip pulling, and spanking. I’m guessing I wasn’t supposed dwell on the issue that they seem to have a lot of time for sex when they both work. As in my first review, the redundancy is what makes the book unbearable. This book took me less time to read because I paged forward past a lot of the sex. Been there, done that, I’m married!

In this book we get our prior repetition from book one, plus Ana constantly calling Christian, “my fifty,” in her head every other page (or so it seems.)

Where oh where was the DE on this project? Or was said DE just so amazed by handcuffs and butt plugs that he or she over-looked the fact that the plot compromises about forty-nine pages?

Read if you’re intrigued by sex that isn’t missionary all the time, otherwise just read the plot bits. The aging dom debacle is well-done!

PS: A DE is a Developmental Editor who usually takes the first look at your book before it gets shuttled off to editing.

27 August

Unheard Cries by Joyce Mitchell

I found this book on Twitter. As a published author, adjunct Professor and editor I feel this compulsive need to torture myself and finish books to give a good review. I read a lot, between research for my own books to leisure reading of fiction and nonfiction (usually not Indie published authors, but lately I have felt the need to read what’s going through KDP since I just published with them this summer, after years of thinking Indie publishing was a bad idea) I read anywhere between 2-10 books per week and have since I was a child.

While this author’s bio may make her seem like she’s some great author, the book is poorly written with grammatical errors, typos, a lot of telling not showing, a scattered plot line, etc. The author is approximately my mother’s own age, so I do know a thing or two about the time frames she writes about, which are the 1930s-1980s. The book reads like someone’s geriatric grandmother is telling stories and the illiterate note-taker of grandma’s stories is jotting everything down for publication. I have some examples.

Emma, the main female protagonist, is drawn in by Aaron, the main male protagonist. Emma is part Cherokee. When Emma has her and Aaron’s first child, Judy Ann, the author brings up AGAIN, Emma’s Cherokee blood. This would be a great opportunity to explain to the audience what it was like growing up as a half-breed in the South during the 1930s-1940s.

At 39% a woman named Odessa comes to visit Emma. Odessa drives up out of the blue, she’s never been introduced in to the book, and she just shows up to gossip with Emma. We never see or hear from Odessa again. Her visit is not explained, except as a means for gossip about Aaron to reach Emma. Situations like this happen all the time. We know Aaron’s father, Harvey, has a bad heart, but Harvey just disappears from the book. As the reader you wonder if he is now dead. Aaron’s mother still plays a prominent role, but her husband has completely disappeared. It’s perplexing for the reader.

At 41% it is now 1948 and Emma has her third child. The author states: “…Emma and Aaron’s mother Bessie got in the ambulance…” Bessie is Aaron’s mother and Emma’s mother-in-law. If you’re paying attention, you begin to wonder what happened to Beulah, Emma’s mother. The next page tells the reader that Emma’s fourth child is now born. What year is it? A half page ago it was 1948, now it’s what? 1949? 1950? There is absolutely no time continuity. You have no idea what year it is and what in the heck is going on. Another example for confusion is this same area of 41-42%. After the fourth child is born, Judy [Ann] is taken to the river by her father, Aaron. She is frightened by a “Georgia bobcat.” A paragraph later, we read that Aaron took an instrument in to the water and fish started to float on top. Where did the bobcat go? Who knows! It was never mentioned again.

Mentioning something, for example, the KKK, out in the country-side and then not talking about it, is a prime example of what this book brings to the table besides rampant drunkenness, laziness, enablement, physical abuse, and much more.

At 44% we are now told it’s 1954. That’s two pages after it was 1948. A page after it is 1954, Emma is thinking, “But she was tired, and age was catching up with her.” Emma, in 1954, must be about 28-30 years old. She’s hardly old, even by 1950s standards. On the next page Emma is hit by Aaron because she notices a 1954 Chevy on the road and we find out that Aaron has told her she cannot look or speak to her parents. All this time, I’ve been wondering what happened to Emma’s mother and father, and at 45% we’re just told she can’t talk to them. This would have been a great place to show some plot demonstration, but Mitchell doesn’t have the first clue how to demonstrate plot, so again we are left lost.

Moving forward to 55%, Emma gets an old friend to taker her and the kids to her parents house. She tells them she’s staying. Mitchell writes: “Yes, we’re staying.” she said. “This is our home.” And so they stayed.” They did not stay and Emma went back to Aaron. But what is bad about this, is that there are plenty of times where Mitchell could elaborate, demonstrate mixed feelings, the relationship between Emma and her parents, anything at all; but she doesn’t. This is precisely one of those points in the book.

Aaron is banned from Troup County, GA at 74%. There might be a respite for Emma and her kids now. Mitchell has stated that YEARS HAVE GONE BY, but at 75% we find that it is only 1955. 30% movement in the book, so much has happened to Emma and her children, but we’ve only moved forward in time one year! Aaron has moved to Mobile, AL and it is said that it smells like the Ocean. This would be a great opportunity to SHOW people where Mobile is, at the top of Mobile Bay, an inlet off the Gulf of Mexico.

At 77% Emma starts dating a soldier from Fort Benning and the reader finds out her and Aaron are divorced. She marries the soldier, who is married to another woman, and has a baby; long after he is taken away by the Military Police. We have no idea what year it is, there is no story behind Emma and Aaron getting divorced, no explanation of much at all. At 79% we find it is only Winter 1958. At 82% Emma states that her parents were good providers but that they were living in hard times. A lot of people don’t know, and were not affected by the small recession that hit the US in 1957-58, it certainly wasn’t as bad as the 1930s when Emma was a child. But Mitchell could have explained that the US hit a recession and affected the price of things during that time period. Most people did not lose their jobs, so it really wasn’t something that was documented all that much.

At 85% Mitchell writes, “Many years passed, some of them happy and some of them just-so. The 1960s came…” Well, for crying out loud, it’s about time! I believe Mitchell has no concept of what the word MANY means…

Aaron, ~50 years old, falls in love at 95%, with a 27-year-old. He calls his daughter Judy and she gets his divorce papers. However, she states that his divorce papers say that he “…has no right to remarry.” I’ve never heard of such a thing, and believe that Mitchell could have explained this odd legal scenario.

I feel like four hours of my life was sucked from me by reading this absolute piece of garbage. Do not read this book, it is poorly written and a grave disappointment. It’s a sad state of affairs that everyone thinks they are a writer when they have no training, no experience, have never been critiqued, and can’t even hire an editor to clean up their hodge podge work and still get published! It’s frankly disgusting. Author bios can be a boatlaod of lies and no one points it out. Well, I am!

C. S. Lantz stated on my Amazon review this: “This review says exactly what I was thinking, but is better documented. I didn’t take notes as I went along, but like the reviewer above, I feel compelled to finish a book and give it every chance to become something. This one did not become anything other than a disappointment and I too felt it was a major waste of my time. I am an avid reader and enjoy reading different types of stories. I read this in hopes of seeing an inside view of how a woman stays in an abusive marriage. But it wandered around, there was no involvement in the story, and the author just dropped things onto the page without explanation or reason, and went blithely on, leaving me constantly wondering what was the point of that item ? There seems to be a story in mind, or an idea, but it is not written in a way to make the reader see or feel what is going on. It is merely described, and poorly at that, in a disjointed way that left me feeling frustrated. I’ve read many books, and some are not too good, but this is truly one of the worst. I have never left a review of any kind, and I truly did keep reading hoping this story would have some redeeming value, but it does not. I’m sorry. I have to say this is not worth your time.”

26 August

Once Upon A Castle by Alan S. Blood

I found this author on Twitter. I’ve given him four stars because he has a good storyline, but abruptly ends it with Mary & Tom’s fathers death. Tom and Mary’s uncle Toby said that there would be castles to explore, with ghosts. The twins leave their schools and parents for evacuation to Northumbria during the second WW.

They live with their Aunt Victoria and Uncle Leslie, meet Mrs M., a bizarre dog who only appears when the twins are in danger, Scamp and, then their awful tutor, Miss Urquart. They run away from Urquart to find a mysterious castle they heard stories about and think they saw through an old telescope. Suddenly they are part of a sic-fi time warp that demonstrates ancient warfare. They are rescued by the Royal Navy. Yet, this is only the beginning of more unexpected tragedies before the twins begin to escape from it all. There are Vikings, castles, and German U-Boats all found in Northumberland.

The drawings were pointless, my son found them silly; I just ignored them. For only 77 pages it should cost less than $3.99USD. Mr. Blood, while may have been a teacher (as I’ve been an adjunct Prof.), doesn’t mean he can write. There are some good scenes but Blood could have made the whole adventure much more scintillating. If I were the author I’d work more on development and holding my audience longer.

A three-star book, but gave four stars for effort. Not a bad read, some parts interesting, but too short. Give it a go if you have nothing else to read.

21 August

The Sleep of the Just (FACET Series) by Tory LaPrath

LaPrath does a good job with his first novel. I can hardly wait for the second. Much like Patterson, or shows such as CSI, the focus is more on the FACET team and their job responsibilities than anyone elses. There are great twists. The plot moves rapidly, and it is an easy read. As a writer, I have to admit the ending was superb. After reading Patterson’s The Postcard Killers, which had a terrible denouement, it was impressive to see a new writer pull off a very good one. The only disappointing part of the novel is that I don’t feel like I could get close and feel anything for the characters. While LaPrath pulls all elements together from the beginning of the book into the final arc of it, there still seems to be something lacking. I also had a hard time keeping the FACET members categorized. Even though height and weight may seem like it helps the reader remember the characters, it’s more details than that which eventually stick with the reader. LaPrath needs to get his readers more emotionally involved in the characters lives so we can feel something for them.

07 March

Velvet Rain by David C. Cassidy

I found this book on Twitter, some people were promoting it, so I picked it up. It is very slow-moving in the beginning. You are introduced to newspaper articles where past events are not how they really happened; for example, most people aboard the Titanic are saved, or a third Atom Bomb was dropped by the US to end WWII. Then we are introduced to Kain Richards and his hunter, Brikker, who we know is crazy because he owns a desk that belong to a high-ranking SS man. Brikker is proud of that desk, so you know he has to be creepy in some way.

Having spent my fair share of time in Iowa, from Mason City, and Spirit Lake, down to Oskaloosa and over to Davenport, I know how beautiful Iowa can be compared to, say, Indiana (which is my approximation of hell.) The first dozen chapters are so slow-moving that I stopped reading this book and in two days read three Patterson books. Cassidy has a way with words, and sometimes he uses, what I call, twenty-dollar words, but they work. Now, in my review of Marala Scott’s book I bring up how her $20 words DO NOT WORK. Her book is also 1000% more expensive than this one.

After I wrapped my brain around the concept of time moving sideways, which made me think of parabolas and maths. Mathematically time can move in any direction. I also love the TV show Fringe, and there is a parallel universe in Fringe, which is also an example of time moving sideways. Richards is a time changer, as was his grandfather before him. There are other people who can alter time, make accidents not occur, save people’s lives, or their own, in the case of Richards in Missouri. Brikker wants to capture this gift of Richards and mine it for himself. He’s a power-hungry Fascist.

So, as time moves leisurely for Richards in Iowa and he starts to care about a woman and her children, her estranged husband is a killer, rapist and Schizophrenic. This is the 1960s, where bigotry is more alive and well than it is today (albeit bigotry is still alive and well in America in 2012), where abuse is not discussed, but occurs and no one talks about physical or verbal violence, rape or incest. Richards moves back time for us only three times in the book that Cassidy actually walks us through. The last time is the most surreal. I think, but am not certain, he was going for the effect of Dali’s “The Persistence of Memory,” which is a painting Brikker owns, but is actually at MOMA (I think, I’ve really been to too many museums!) Dali’s painting is about time and displays melting watches to the decay implied by the swarming ants. The monstrous fleshy creature draped across the paintings center is an approximation of DalĂ­’s own face in profile. Mastering what he called “the usual paralyzing tricks of eye-fooling.” Dali was a genius, and at the tail end of the book we have fire, which melts and the “Turning” which also makes people melt. They are foils of one another.

While our Iowan drunk ends up getting killed in the fire, Richards escapes the fire as well as Brikker, who has been tracking him ever since he escaped his crazy “Project,” (which is pretty much based on Third Reich torture techniques), and heads to Canada. The ending is a bit of a let down after the drama of violence, rape and death before Richards creates a parallel universe where the rape doesn’t occur, and the people who initially died do not. The final denouement are newspaper clippings of events that didn’t happen, again, because of Richards Turning.

This book brings up interesting concepts, and if you can make it through the beginning, which is the toughest stuff, and you’re not queasy about crazy, sick violence, this is an excellent read. I highly recommend. A warning though: this book is so slow-moving that it make take a while to finish. It took me four days, and I can usually read one-two books a day.

14 November

An Unexpected Romance by Donna Fitts

A Generational Epic… That Needs a Triple Bypass, why, you might ask? Well, I will tell you!

I found this book on Twitter, where I discover 90% of my Indie publications. I was tragically disappointed. I don’t read reviews until after I read the book, which is bad, and I’m going to change that, even though I’m learning people lie re: book reviews. I really should KNOW this all ready because a book of mine that has been out for five years and I still get royalties on received some bad reviews. As a published author I blame Donna Fitts (because she has a website littered with typos, so she is incapable of editing her own writing), but I also blame her publisher, ELLECHOR PUBLISHING HOUSE, LLC. They state on their website that they are “providers of top quality publications.” I think they need to re-think *that* statement, because if this book, An Unexpected Romance, is indicative of their top quality, it’s pretty sub-par with massive amounts of typos, grammatical errors, misplaced commas, lack of punctuation, and plot basics!

[Ripping out my hair now] If I never see a cup of coffee with a milk heart again in my life I will be thrilled. It’s on the book cover, and on every chapter heading.

That being said, that is only one of the myriad reasons I rated this book a two star. At 22% I started to despise this book. There is a lot of telling and not showing (Writing 1101, or basics from a writing book), plus Fitts TELLS us how her characters are feeling and what they are thinking, even though the sentence easily demonstrated what they were thinking and/or feeling. Which, as a reader, we could then extrapolate. For example, at 22% Mark is described as, “The look of concern on Mark’s face deepened. … More money. More time. Not good. Not good at all!” Fitts does this ALL the time throughout the entire book. Obviously from the look of concern on Mark’s face and the rest of the paragraph, the reader gathered that the situation wasn’t good. Fitts didn’t need to tell us, TWICE! The writer’s chronic shoving information in our faces as if she was Napoleon is annoying. At 24% Mark brings bottled water to his mother’s old house for him and Elizabeth. Fitts writes, “They were covered with condensation, indicating that they were cold and refreshing.” I am just a lowly published author and adjunct Professor, but I know my words and I know condensation does not mean “refreshing” by any stretch of the imagination. Perhaps this is PMS, but I wanted to throw my Kindle when I read that line! Again, one could EXTRAPOLATE that condensation meant “refreshing,” but the reader didn’t need to be told, especially when the word doesn’t technically indicate refreshing at all, ever! It’s like a Coke ad. I mean is she marketing bottled water?!

“Playing like a child could sometimes help a person feel younger, she reasoned, as long as they didn’t go so far with it that they ended up hurting themselves, straining a muscle, or something like that.” WHERE WAS THE EDITOR? This little nugget of reason was at 28%, I skipped my bookmarks from 22-28% because I felt I’d be redundant. But this writing is pointless. It means nothing. It’s almost as if, along with you need a permit to work on your own house (which is incorrect, homeowners in most states can work on their own homes doing electrical, duct work, etc., without pulling a permit), going on ad nauseam about how the interior of homes shouldn’t be painted white or off-white, but some weird brown that is so much more appealing; that Donna Fitts should write a book called “How to Live Your Life… MY WAY!” Not a generational romance that doesn’t fit together. Her oldest son is somewhere over 30, her daughter somewhere over 30, and her youngest son is age 29 (she gives us his age.) Elizabeth is 62, never discovers Mark’s age, or his daughters’, and both of their spouses are deceased.

Fitts is a perfect last name for the author as she writes in fits and starts, there is a complete lack of continuity. Oh, that was kind of bitchy.

In their little world you can make-out, press your body against the opposite sex until a reaction is produced, but then you have to stop. You also must feel guilty that your spouse is dead and you feel incapable of moving on with another person. Elizabeth’s guilt over the fact that she felt like she was cheating on her dead husband made me think, G-d she must be Catholic! But she’s not, she’s one of those weird religions that don’t baptize at birth, but she never names her religion, which would have helped me immensely, because I would have liked to read up on it. I know almost everything about Judaism, Catholicism and Lutheranism, along with having read The Pearl of Great Price (LDS Church), and the Qu’ran, so if Fitts had stated she was, say, Baptist, I could have looked it up and done some research. I would have done research, because Fitts’ book is written for about a Fourth grade level, which was very boring for me.

Because the children’s and grand-children’s ages didn’t align with Elizabeth’s very well, it was difficult to believe she was 62. Another quirk in the book is all the writing about real estate that makes no sense. As an estate agent one has not SOLD a property if it still needs to be inspected and appraised; yet, it appears Elizabeth has a Purchase Agreement and runs around all excited saying she sold a house, when it has yet to be appraised for value or inspected for livability.

Seth and his relationship with his mother, Elizabeth, is how the book starts out. But besides a few mentions, and a pat ending where Seth and Elizabeth are reconciled and he goes to Christian rehab, it seems like the initial premise (plot!) to her book is shot, so she switched tactics and moved on to Mark and a romance.

@krautgrrl says please don’t bother. There are plenty of better G-dly books out there, and I would stay away from this publisher since their team obviously can’t edit worth a darn.

18 October


I have to go look for a recipe, because my books are all clean living and nothing fattening. I am directing. What I do best. My husband is notating. His notations now say:

Fat bacon
Big scallops

Not my emphasis.

Anyway. I have me a Southern craving. I blame Texas, hell I could blame my Southern mum. Reality is I google a recipe and in the first sentence I see a typo:

“Texans have a unique way of rating restaurants that serve CFS. The restaurants are rated by the number of pickup trucks that is parked out in front.”

We have two problems. First of all, we have a mathematical problem and that is: singular means one, plural means more than one.

Additionally, it’s an English problem for the same reasons above.

Therefore, I don’t know if I can trust this recipe. Damn that irks me. But here it is for your perusal: http://whatscookingamerica.net/Beef/ChickenFriedSteak.htm

I still want my Chicken Friend Steak, but for right now I’m just going to window shop and drool a bit.

That looks like sausage gravy! And a biscuit! Oh. My. Goodness. Delicious!