Reconstructing a Hug – now at Amazon

My self-published ebook about my initial brush with breast cancer, a short book with 100 vignettes is available at amazon.com

Book cover - Reconstructing a Hug

Look at those pretty pretty flowers. The eBook is actually a compilation of blog posts from my other site thewaridiproject.wordpress.com.

I have been missing in action for over a year but I plan to continue my saga on the site. Please subscribe for new content as I update.

So take a stroll over to amazon and drop some coins and love my way.

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An Evening with Hugh Howey’s Wool

Back a few months ago, I was wandering the Intertubes when my index finger landed on a delightfully named tome – Wool Omnibus at a delightful pocket-friendly price. One-click later and I plunged head-first into a fully realized dystopian world, where an unnamed catastrophe has forced humans to live underground in silos.  In a few short paragraphs, Hugh Howey paints such a vivid picture of this self-contained universe, I had to glance up to reassure myself that the scene of the breeze-waving bushes outside my window was real. I’m the kind of reader who likes to be grabbed by prose in the first sentences of a narrative and boy did this one set the tone. ****SPOILERS****

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Game of Thrones Re-read and Re-watch

One lazy afternoon in a public library far far away, as story time for tots was winding down, I spied with my little eye a cover that would change my life. Being the fantasy aficionado I claim to be, I didn’t waste any time sidling over to the Librarian’s Corner and picking up that month’s recommendation.  I was drawn to the name “Game of Thrones” as well as the cover art that depicted a snowy scene, and presumably a thickly black bundled Jon Snow on a black garron, knee deep in snow falls with a white wolf looking over them.  a-game-of-thrones-book-cover It was a hot Nashville summer and the snow looked so enticing which meant that I had to pick up the book.

I corralled my tot and headed home to half-finished chores.  I squired the tot away with his father and went into my room with a fresh libation and lost myself in George R R Martin’s epic universe.   From the time an arrogant ser on his first ranging ignored the counsel of his experienced brothers only to run into an strangely dappled armored thing armed with a crystal longsword.  I was hooked instantly! frozen scary undead sword action.  And it got better as each page pulled me further into this universe where seasons last years, magic is almost dead, treachery is suckled from birth.

The book is structured through multiple view points that are used effectively to paint the characters in broad gray strokes. What is one man’s honor when faced with proof of a cuckold king.  What would the  queen do to save her position and that of her children.

I was reading every chance I got except for when I got to the parts where I had to stop and take a walk around the neighborhood to digest what had just transpired.  As soon I was done with the first book, I run out and bought the rest of the series.

Then somehow, the HBO gods accepted my burnt cheetos offerings and feverish prayers of the devoted fandom;  A Song of Ice and Fire was bound for the small screen.  I made lemon cakes for the premiere of the first season and they were delicious as my husband and I watched the books come alive in HD.

 

Just a few more days until the season 4 premiere and my mission is to do a re-read and a re-watch to make sure I will be ready, lemon cakes and all.