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Saturday, April 20, 2013

Unexpecting by Lori V. Fogarsi




Shelley and David are a couple of almost-empty-nesters preparing to embark on the next stage of their lives. They just ordered white furniture and planned the vacation they’ve waited their entire lives to take when Alexandra, seventeen and pregnant, shows up on their doorstep and announces that she’s the daughter they never knew they had!


I have a love/hate relationship with books that keep me up all night reading.  Or was it the caffeine I consumed at my granddaughter’s birthday party?  I didn’t even finish the book because I had to be at the Captain James A. Lovell Federal Health Care Center early the next day.  I had two appointments scheduled before my volunteer shift, and I overslept and missed the first one.  Oh, and then I was a bit preoccupied with my clients because I was so close to the end and I wanted to see how the book turned out, but I was having a busy day helping veterans sign up for the My Health eVet program.  Thanks, Ms. Fogarsi.

By the way, this was the granddaughter who had a baby at seventeen, not long after my daughter got engaged to her father.  I have to say how proud we are of our “baby-mama.”  She finished school from home while caring for her daughter, found a job right after graduation that worked with everyone else’s schedule and night-time feedings, and now Sydney is entering the terrible twos at fifteen months because she’s extremely bright and terribly spoiled by the whole family.  She tried honey mustard with her chicken fingers and French fries.  She kept dipping the same fry and licking it until it fell apart.  She offered some to grandma, grandpa, and one of her aunts who was sitting close by.  We were all laughing so hard, she knew she’d done something cute so she applauded herself, and laughed with us.
Can't you just see the Intelligence and mischief in those eyes?
Needless to say, Unexpecting struck somewhat close to home.  However, Alexandra was not only got pregnant, she soon got into drugs—crystal meth.  And that stuff puts a whole other kind of strain on a familyand a marriage.  The product of a fling David had between marriages, Alexandra’s mother never told him about her.  She told Alexandra that her father was a good man who would want to be involved in her life if he knew about her, but since neither of them had feelings for the other, she didn’t want to burden him.  She promised to give Alex info about him when she turned eighteen.  But she died of cancer before then, leaving a pregnant Alexandra with nothing more than her clothing and a big, shaggy, slobbery dog named Tiny.

Again, this book was engaging, keeping me up all night reading.  It sucked me in on the first page when the doorbell rang, and I devoured the book, which is mainly told from Shelley’s point of view with occasional forages into Alexandra’s and David’s heads.  Listening to the teenagers’ dialog in this book, I often thought I was at my daughter’s house.  My sixteen year old granddaughter uses the word “fine-uh” all the time.  Ms. Fogarsi has definitely done time in a house full of teens and recently, at that!

And then there were Tiny and Frick.  Who couldn’t love a big, slobbery dog who bonds with an elderly cat and tries to groom him?  Of course dog slobber isn’t quite as efficient as one cat grooming another, but Frick doesn’t seem to mind.  That big ole tongue works pretty well on gunky babies, too.  One swipe and half of Patrick is “clean.”  Tiny always seems to know when he’s needed.  Or is it just that he’s always under foot?  About as much as a dog the size of a pony who thinks he’s a lap dog can be under anything.

This book will take you through a gamut of emotions.  You’ll laugh, cry, and wonder what’s happening next.  Definitely have the tissues close by.  It’s a must-read.

Length: 272 Pages
Prices:
Paperback:  $14.99
E-Book:  TBA

Thanks for visiting.  RIW

Sunday, February 17, 2013

The Dark Series by Gail Roughton




The Color of Seven. Deep in the woods that slide off into Stone Creek Swamp, two teenage drug dealers retrieve their stashed merchandise and receive an unexpected dividend – the unwitting resurrection of the powerful Bokor Cain, practitioner of Black Magic trained in the darkest rites of Voodoo. His unceasing efforts to increase his strength have transformed him into an entity with vampiric power. Entombed for a century, he arises determined to exact revenge on the young doctor responsible for his long and unwilling incarceration. After all, no mere mortal could have defeated him. If he himself still exists, so must his nemesis. On the older city streets of Macon atop Coleman Hill, two young attorneys have renovated an old, shabby house on Orange Street for their home and office. The house, perhaps in gratitude for its restoration, engages in replay mode for rising young attorney Ria Knight, presenting tantalizing scenes of a most private movie just for her, a movie featuring the daily drama of the household of Dr. Paul Devlin. These scenes from the house are extraordinary, but not as extraordinary as the resemblance between the living man she meets in the Mall’s bookstore who introduces himself as Paul Everett and the scenes her house persists in showing her of its first master, Dr. Paul Devlin. Determined to explain the coincidence, Ria tracks Paul Everett, formerly known as Dr. Paul Devlin, to ground in his own mausoleum. In a night that changes both their lives forever, Paul shares the story of the long, hot summer of 1888, forging between them the bond that offers the resurrected Cain a chance for revenge he will use to the fullest as the battle resumes. After all, there is no threat as great as the threat to the one you love.

The Color of Dusk concludes the story of the epic battle that raged in 1888 between Cain, powerful Bokor of Black Magic, and Dr. Paul Devlin, the man who finally banished Cain to the dank cave out by Stone Creek Swamp. In The Color of Dusk, Ria offers Cain, now resurrected from that cave, his perfect revenge against Paul Devlin. The past, like evil, never dies. It just—waits.



I’ve become a fan of Ms. Roughton.  She’s an excellent writer, and I’ve loved every one of her books.  This is her masterpiece.  All of Ms. Roughton’s character’s are finely drawn, sucking the reader into their lives, but these people exist in different worlds—different times.  Ms. Roughton takes us on a journey from Macon, Georgia in the late 1800s to the present and back again, ending up…  Yeah—ya have to read the book/s to find out.  I suggest reading them together as one book, which is how Ms. Roughton wrote the manuscript.  Her editor thought it was too long to be one book.  She apparently didn’t read the last few Harry Potter books in pretty much one sitting, which I tried to do.  Not being a page-at-a glance reader, the final one took me about thirty-six hours and included a nap, which I took rather grudgingly with the book in my lap.  I don’t have the stamina I did when I was a kid.  But, I digress.

Cain will chill your blood.  “My name be Cain.  My color be sebben.”

And Paul and Ria will warm your heart.  But not unless you buy this amazing book.

Length:  389 Pages
Price:  $5.99