WEEKEND POTPOURRI: BLOGGIESTA — MARCH 31

New Header at Curl up and Read

 

Bloggiesta is a great blogging festival.  I’ve mentioned it a time or two in my posts this week, but now it’s here.  And here’s my post that talks about what’s happening and changing.

There are lots of mini-challenges and sites that tell us how to do various things.  Like widgets, and how to connect with others via social icons.

I’ve been playing around at my Curl up and Read site linked above…and also over at Rainy Days and Mondays and Story Corner, where I’ve learned, (finally), to add pages to Blogger.

But I also must send out thanks to Patty, at Books, Thoughts, & a Few Adventures, who convinced me that it was pretty easy to do.  So thanks again, Patty.

In addition to these bloggy things, today has been a day for watching movies.  I have a lot of movies on my shelves, and sometimes I forget about them.  So today I pulled out some oldies, like these:

 

I’m a big fan of Mary Tyler Moore….

And the combination of Elizabeth Taylor and Carol Burnett is memorable.

 

This one is based on a book by Joyce Carol Oates, which I loved.  But Poppy Montgomery really nailed the Marilyn Monroe part in this movie.

 

So what do you like to do on a lazy Saturday?  Do you have chores and errands?  Or, like me, are you enjoying a leisurely day?

THURSDAY POTPOURRI: HOUSEKEEPING — BLOGS, BOOKS, ETC. — MARCH 29

Today I’m getting ready.  Starting tomorrow and through April 1, Bloggiesta is coming, and it’s a Blog Party that has all kinds of exciting events.  Suey’s All About Books blog is hosting, and a number of other bloggers will be partying with mini-challenges and prizes.

Sheila’s Book Journey is one I’ve visited so far…although you can’t start participating until tomorrow.

I remember “meeting” Sheila right after her first Bloggiesta.  I thought:  hmm, what the heck is a Bloggiesta?  So I checked it out.

It would be another six months before I would participate, but I’ve hopped on the party wagon every time since.

It’s a great opportunity to “clean up” those blogs.  Now I have a lot of blogs, so I choose a different one each time.  This time, I’m spotlighting Curl up and Read, since it’s one of my most bookish sites.

My list is already started…and I’ll probably add more to it.  I’ve been noticing some outdated pages on my site, as well as some sidebar updating I need to do.

I’ve been doing some other housekeeping, too.

Since the weekend will be full of books, blogs, etc., I thought I’d better do some long overdue cleaning.

My TBR stacks have gone through an overhaul, too.  I moved all of my unread books from the bedroom shelf to the coffee table and bookcase top in my office.

Yes, the stacks are high—but they’re right where I can see them constantly—an incentive, perhaps?

Again…a constant reminder.

And here’s the former TBR shelf in my bedroom, which only has books I’ve already read.

 

As you can see, there is room for more “read” books.

What do you have planned for Bloggiesta?  Are you joining in…or do you have other bookish plans?

I also plan to finish reading my books from this week.

 

This one should be finished by tonight…if I can find some time.  Today is about cleaning, as I mentioned; plus, I have some errands.

 

TUESDAY INTROS/TEASER TUESDAYS — WITCH WOMAN — MARCH 27

 

Today I’ll be participating again in First Chapter First Paragraph, hosted by Diane, at Bibliophile by the Sea. 

I’ll also be spotlighting the excerpt in Teaser Tuesdays, at Should Be Reading.

Today I’m featuring one of this week’s books:  Witch Woman, by Jeanette Baker.

About: 

In two different centuries, four hundred years apart, the lives of Abigail March and her daughter, Maggie, play out along parallel lines, both women blessed and cursed by a selective birthright and marked with a startling mutation, heterochromia iridium, one brown eye, the other blue.

In 1692 Abigail and three-year-old Maggie, are accused of witchcraft. Most women who found themselves facing the hangman’s noose during this shameful time are innocent. Abigail is not. Summoning her powers, she sends her child through a time portal into twentieth century Salem.

Maggie grows to maturity knowing nothing of her birthright until her foster mother’s death bed confession. Using her clairvoyant abilities and the medium of an ancient spinning wheel, she resurrects her past through a series of troubling dreams.
Meanwhile Abigail locates the time portal and slips through, changing her identity, hoping to find her child and bring her home through the narrowing portal.

Unknown to both women are the dangers of the old world’s dark forces, a swiftly narrowing time portal, and a missing child who desperately needs Maggie’s “sight” a sight that continues to blur as her ties to old Salem strengthen.

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Opening Paragraphs:
Salem, Massachusetts, 1974:
Annie McBride leaned over the kitchen sink and glanced out the window of her cozy Cape Cod saltbox.  An odd, celery glow divided the dawn sky into streaky layers of green and gray.  She shivered and rubbed her arms against the October cold.  To save fuel costs, she’d closed off most of the upstairs rooms but the hallway heater took its time warming the kitchen, the parlor and the dining room.  The fireplace in her bedroom and a down comforter on the bed kept her warm at night but, try as she might, Annie couldn’t sleep past five, not since she’d laid Thomas in the ground three weeks before.
It wasn’t fair, she thought, steeling herself against the pain, so familiar now that she feared it would never leave her.  Fifty-six was still young.  Men didn’t die in their fifties anymore, not men who kept themselves fit and lean, men who didn’t smoke or drink or worry much more than they should about bills or politics or job security.    Cared-for men lived well into their seventies and eighties.  But, even though the odds were with him, Thomas hadn’t.
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Teaser:  Laurie Cabot, Salem’s Wicca high priestess, sat behind the glass in her shop window, passing a shuttle through her loom.  Annie nodded and would have passed without stopping but Laurie waved her to the door.
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What do you think about these snippets?  Would you keep reading?  What have your shared today?  Come on by and leave your comments and links.

FRIDAY POTPOURRI: BOOK BEGINNINGS & THE FRIDAY 56 — MARCH 23

Welcome to a potpourri of fun today as we share Book Beginnings, hosted by A Few More Pages; and as we showcase The Friday 56 with Freda’s Voice.

To join in, just grab a book and share the opening lines…along with any thoughts you wish to give us; then turn to page 56 and excerpt anything on the page.

Then give us the title of the book, so others can add it to their lists!

Today I’ve stolen a book from next week’s stack.  Good-Bye and Amen, by Beth Gutcheon, is the the sequel to Leeway Cottage.

In a summer cottage on the coast of Maine, an unlikely love was nurtured, a marriage endured, and a family survived. Now it is time for the children of that marriage to make peace with the wounds and the treasures left to them. And to sort out which is which.

The complicated marriage of the gifted Danish pianist Laurus Moss to the provincial American child of privilege Sydney Brant was a mystery to many who knew them, including their three children. Now Eleanor, Monica, and Jimmy Moss have to decide how to divide or share what Laurus and Sydney have left them without losing one another.

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Beginning:  The trouble started when Jimmy took the piano.

Not their famous father’s concert Steinway; that was too valuable to keep and was, anyway, nine feet long.  Jimmy took the piano from the living room, the baby grand that had belonged to their Danish aunt Nina, the Resistance hero.  Everyone knew Monica wanted that piano more than anything, and certainly more than Jimmy did.

Uh-oh, I can feel the rivalries intensify.  Dividing up the spoils after the parents are gone…lethal!

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56: (Actually, it’s from p. 54, as the book skips from 54 to 57)

I dream about that house.  On my deathbed I’ll be able to walk into any room in it and tell you exactly what it looks like; what’s on the walls, what’s in the drawers. (Monica’s voice).

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I do love a good family story.  Now…what are the rest of you tempting us with today?  Come on down….

BITTERSWEET TALE OF LOVE, LOSS, DUTY, & DESTINY — A REVIEW

 

 

In the opening pages, Christopher Andersen’s After Diana: William, Harry, Charles, and the Royal House of Windsor describes the moments after the fatal crash on August 31, 1997. He then moves on to detail the events in the ensuing years, providing a portrait of a woman, her sons, and the monarchy as it moved into the twenty-first century.

Occasionally moving backward into the years when Shy Di first burst upon the scene, we come to see a “fleshed out” picture of the woman who would forever change the royals in subtle ways.

Their mother’s tragic and much-publicized death came at a time when her two sons were very vulnerable to her loss. Approaching adolescence, the heightened visibility of their lives “after” resulted in much tabloid footage that showed them each, but especially Harry, as “spoiled party animals.”

Without their mother’s influence, and with the kind of detached parenting provided by Prince Charles, the Heir and the Spare did go through a lot during those years. But as time passed, and as they gained some maturity, there was evidence of her imprint, in that “both William and Harry were taking on many of the causes she had championed, and finding some of their own.”

I enjoyed this chronicle of life in the royal family, and how Diana’s influence still lingers. I also liked discovering a bit more about Camilla than I had previously known. She worked hard to overcome being the “most hated woman in England” after Diana’s death.

Since this book was published in 2007, much in recent history was obviously uncovered. However, there were already hints of the William and Kate coupling…which was fun to see in its beginning stages.

In the end, I liked this summing up, when describing Diana in her final conscious moments: “…What would she (Diana) have thought if, by some miracle, she could have opened her eyes ten years later? True, it would have been hard to see Camilla replace her as a Princess of Wales destined to become Queen—harder still to see Camilla step into the role of stepmother to her two boys.

“There is much about the changed world of the royals, however, that almost certainly would have pleased Diana. The Princess had fought to humanize the monarchy, to replace frosty hauteur with self-deprecating laughter, aloofness with compassion, and soul-deadening inertia with change. As history’s renegade Princess, she paid a heavy price for trying to drag the Royal Family, kicking and screaming, into the twenty-first century. Diana was betrayed by her husband, ostracized by the Royal Family, spied upon by powers both foreign and domestic, and hounded by the same voracious media that had made her the world’s most idolized human being.”

Between the beginning and the end of this book, there were also wonderfully entertaining details about the daily lives and rituals of the royals. Totally captivating, and worth four stars.


TUESDAY POTPOURRI: FIRST PARAGRAPH/FIRST CHAPTER/TEASERS — MARCH 20

Today I’ll be participating again in First Chapter First Paragraph, hosted by Diane, at Bibliophile by the Sea. 

I’ll also be spotlighting the excerpt in Teaser Tuesdays, at Should Be Reading.

I’m featuring another of my own creations today:  Embrace the Whirlwind.

Synopsis:  How does one person connect to another in a meaningful and satisfying way?  Can a tortured past and tangled family history impede prospects for finding happiness in the future?  The author explores the multidimensional character of Amber Cushing, a young woman whose conflicted relationship with her mother propels her into a whirlwind of bad choices.  Her growing addiction to love pushes her out of control and thwarts any chance at happiness.  But when she begins to explore her own feelings and understand the reasons behind her actions, Amber starts to forgive herself and to forge a brave new future.

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She hadn’t trusted in the myth of “happily ever after” for a very long time, but despite herself, she had believed that he was going to be the love of her life.  After all, the two of them had been hanging out pretty regularly now for a couple of months.  He came to the roadhouse where she worked, usually right after he finished up with his construction crew, and they had fallen into the habit of leaving together after her shift ended.  But tonight had been different, right from the start.

 First of all, he had barely acknowledged her presence when he got there.  Still, she had tried not to take it personally, telling herself that he was just catching up with the guys.  But then he’d started flirting with some of the other girls who had come in halfway through the night.  Toward the end of her shift at the roadhouse, she had watched Buck walking out with that little twit, the one who had been hanging all over him all night long, and she could see the handwriting on the wall:  he was moving on.     

She had struggled along anyway, trying to pretend that none of it bothered her, until finally she was able to leave for the night.  She headed toward the parking lot, and after she climbed into the old beat-up pickup truck, she huddled up inside for a few minutes wishing she could somehow disappear.  She wished she could close her eyes, and then, once she opened them again this whole day would have magically turned out to be nothing but a dream.  A nightmare, of course, but just a dream all the same!  The humiliation of it all!  She could still see the faces of the others as Buck had turned on his heel and walked out that door with someone else.

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Now I can’t wait to see what the rest of you are sharing!  Come on by and share your thoughts.

SATURDAY POTPOURRI: IRISH MEMENTOS — MARCH 17

HAPPY ST. PATRICK’S DAY!

May your day be full of good luck, happy reading, and anything else your heart desires.

When I ponder this day, I think of my son’s sojourn in Ireland, and the wonderful photos he took while there.

I have many of these framed and hanging on my bedroom walls, along with a few other mementos of Ireland, like this vignette on a table.

 

There are two “Irish Prayer” mementos; an Irish symbol of luck in the shamrock worn by the bear; and an Irish coffee mug.  Not to mention the doll who kind of looks Irish.

There’s also a postcard someone sent me from Ireland.

Today it’s raining outside, so I guess we could say that the weather is celebrating all things Irish, too.  As my son says, fondly:   in Ireland, you have the “pissing rain.”

 

No, I’m not reading an Irish themed book today, but one about teenage love…and a break-up that anyone could have seen coming from Day One.  Except the two of them, of course.  Why We Broke Up is a letter written by one teen to the former loved one after the break-up, and a reminder of what teen angst felt like (for those of us no longer in that age-group).

Later I’ll be posting a review over at an appropriate blog for today’s weather:  Rainy Days and Mondays.

Until then, enjoy your day, and Happy St. Patrick’s Day!  What are you doing to celebrate?

FRIDAY POTPOURRI: BOOK BEGINNINGS & THE FRIDAY 56 — MARCH 16

Welcome to a potpourri of fun today as we share Book Beginnings, hosted by A Few More Pages; and as we showcase The Friday 56 with Freda’s Voice.

To join in, just grab a book and share the opening lines…along with any thoughts you wish to give us; then turn to page 56 and excerpt anything on the page.

Then give us the title of the book, so others can add it to their lists!

Today’s choice is from my TBR list for next week.

Home Front, by Kristin Hannah, explores the intimate landscape of a troubled marriage with this provocative and timely portrait of a husband and wife, in love and at war.

Like many couples, Michael and Jolene Zarkades have to face the pressures of everyday life—children, careers, bills, chores—even as their twelve-year marriage is falling apart. Then an unexpected deployment sends Jolene deep into harm’s way and leaves defense attorney Michael at home, unaccustomed to being a single parent to their two girls. As a mother, it agonizes Jolene to leave her family, but as a solider she has always understood the true meaning of duty. In her letters home, she paints a rose-colored version of her life on the front lines, shielding her family from the truth. But war will change Jolene in ways that none of them could have foreseen. When tragedy strikes, Michael must face his darkest fear and fight a battle of his own—for everything that matters to his family.

At once a profoundly honest look at modern marriage and a dramatic exploration of the toll war takes on an ordinary American family, Home Front is a story of love, loss, heroism, honor, and ultimately, hope. 

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Beginning: (Prologue – 1982) – The way she saw it, some families were like well-tended parks, with pretty daffodil borders and big, sprawling trees that offered respite from the summer sun.  Others—and this she knew firsthand—were battlefields, bloody and dark, littered with shrapnel and body parts.

Beginning:  (Chapter One – April 2005) – On her forty-first birthday, as on every other day, Jolene Zarkades woke before dawn.  Careful not to disturb her sleeping husband, she climbed out of bed, dressed in her running clothes, pulled her long blond hair into a ponytail, and went outside.

I like both of these.  The first suggests a troubled family life for the narrator (a foreshadowing of things to come?), while the second gives us a glimpse of someone trying for normalcy; it also shows us a peek at the character and her routines.

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P. 56:  Michael couldn’t believe he’d said the words out loud.

I don’t love you anymore.

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I’m really looking forward to this one!  And I’m excited to see what the rest of you are sharing today….

HUMP DAY POTPOURRI: BOOKISH SURPRISES & TREATS — MARCH 14

Welcome to another mid-week session of Hump Day Potpourri.

I’m excited about the bookish moments of this week so far.  For one thing, I received a book on Sparky, my Kindle…and I’d forgotten that I preordered it!

Now that was truly a wonderful surprise.

Yes, I’d thought about the book…and longed for it, too, but I was trying to curb my impulses and curtail that book buying.  Well, I guess I outsmarted myself.

Have you ever done that?  Forgotten you ordered something and then felt that delicious excitement when it just showed up?

My wonderful surprise this week was Another Piece of My Heart, by Jane Green.  I’ve loved Green’s books ever since the first ones I read.

From the New York Times bestselling author of JEMIMA J, and THE BEACH HOUSE, comes Jane Green’s most emotional and powerful novel yet:  a story that explores the complications of a woman marrying into a ready-made family, and the true meaning of motherhood.

Doesn’t this one sound full of wonderful possibilities and complexities?

Here’s another one soon to join my shelves:  More Than You Know, by Penny Vincenzi, is heading my way in early April.

It all comes down to love or money in a harrowing custody battle over a little girl, set against the glossy backdrop of the magazine and advertising worlds in 1960s London.

I think she had me at “1960s London” and “harrowing custody battle.”

This week, I’ve finished two wonderful books already, and right now I’m reading this one:  What Happened to Hannah.

I just started it…and Hannah has arrived back in her hometown after twenty years away.  I’m very curious about the secrets she carries and what sent her running out of town all those years ago.  I have some idea, but I suspect there will be some surprising twists.

What are you reading?  And what Hump Day thoughts are spiraling through your head?

FRIDAY POTPOURRI: BOOK BEGINNINGS & THE FRIDAY 56 — MARCH 9

Welcome to a potpourri of fun today as we share Book Beginnings, hosted by A Few More Pages; and as we showcase The Friday 56 with Freda’s Voice.

To join in, just grab a book and share the opening lines…along with any thoughts you wish to give us; then turn to page 56 and excerpt anything on the page.

Then give us the title of the book, so others can add it to their lists!

Today I’m spotlighting a book from next week’s stack:  What Happened to Hannah, by Mary Kay McComas, is about a young woman who runs away from home and returns twenty years later to bitter memories and devastating secrets.

As a teenager, Hannah Benson ran away from home in order to save herself. Now, twenty years later, the past comes calling and delivers life-changing news: her mother and sister have passed away, leaving Hannah the guardian of her fifteen-year-old niece.

Returning home to bitter memories and devastating secrets, Hannah must overcome her painful past to pave a future with her niece, the last best chance at a family for both of them. She begins to create a new, happier life with her niece and rekindles a relationship with Grady Steadman, one of the few people she’s ever called a friend.

But she can’t forget what she cannot forgive, or lay to rest those ghosts that will not die. Will love and trust—and the truth—give her the strength to stand her ground and fight for what she deserves?

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Beginning:  He should have called her three years ago.  Now he had no choice.

Opening the center drawer of the old oak desk in his office, Grady removed a folded piece of yellow notepaper and spread it out flat in front of him.  He rubbed his damp palms on his khaki pants and sighed out loud.

Grady is obviously dreading this phone call.  I think we’re in for some uncomfortable times ahead.

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P. 56:  And so the evening began, with Janice Steadman’s friendly chirping now an incessant buzz in Hannah’s shell-shocked ears and the rest of them making furtive eye contact with each other, sending messages back and forth and around the table.

Doesn’t that sound excruciatingly painful?

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What did the rest of you find in your books today?  Come on by and share….