#TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 221 #SYNONYMSONLY @ColleenChesebro #writingcommunity #poem #nationalpoetrymonth

Here’s Colleen Chesbro Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge #221 Synonyms Only. The two words were chosen by Jude: Search & Lost.

I went with a Tanka this week 5/7/5/7/7.

The picture is 2020’s Christmas Star.

ALONE

The sun’s warmth vanished

Silence enters the forest

Nighttime cloaks reason

Guided only by the stars

I seek life’s veiled magic.

New Release! “The Vanished Boy” by Harmony Kent #writingcommunity #newrelease #indieauthor #IARTG #ASMSG #mustread

I’m super excited to have Harmony here today to share her latest release. I picked up my copy:)

Hi everyone. Harmony here. Thanks so much, Denise, for letting me visit with you today. I’m so thrilled to share the launch of my latest book with you all.

The Vanished Boy is a mystery suspense novel based around a teenaged boy, who’s gone missing. The book follows the mother as she trawls through her missing son’s online life and realises, to her horror, how out of the loop she’s become.

The inspiration for this novel came from watching a number of movies based on how our lives both revolve around and are influenced by the Internet and mobile devices. Although these movies covered many genres such as murder/mystery, thriller, and the supernatural, they all centred around the same theme: Apps and living life online. This led me to ponder how many of us spend our lives in digital pursuits rather than physical—both the old and the young? For many people, their actual physical lives become but a shadow compared to their online existence.

Mostly, the shift to a digital world happens slowly. It’s incremental and, too often, insidious. All of which led me to ask how well do we actually know our children? Our loved ones? Those around us? What might be going on in the shadows?

From that inspiration and questioning, this story was born. Much of life and our actions originate from the same needs and wants: to be loved and accepted, the ability to differentiate between truth and lies, and the things we do to cover our mistakes and make ourselves look better than the reality instead of owning who we are. The good, the bad, and the ugly.

BLURB:

It’s so remote out here. Anything could happen …

A missed phone call in the night is all it takes.

When Carole’s 18-year-old son goes missing, she breaks into Jayden’s laptop to try to understand his life.

All too soon, Carole discovers just how little she knew her boy.

And when one lead after another dead-ends, the distraught mother has to face the unthinkable.

Sucked into a sticky web of deceit and lies, nothing is as it seems.

When your life turns

inside out and upside down,

who would you trust?

EXCERPT:

Before she can change her mind, she hits send and slams the laptop lid closed with a sigh. As she does, she notices the battery symbol has turned to a dull red glow. A glance around the kitchen fails to produce the charging cable. Carole jogs up the stairs and walks tentatively into Jayden’s room. Its emptiness brings tears to her eyes. All at once, she can understand why bereaved parents leave their dead children’s rooms untouched year after year.

Though she needs to find the cable, Carole hates invading her son’s personal space like this. Carole doesn’t want him to come home and discover his mum’s gone through his stuff. With a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach, she clenches her jaw and strides into the middle of the messy space. The chaos almost undoes her—where to start?

Carole crosses her arms and surveys the clutter. As she’s told Jay any number of times, you start right at your feet and work outward from there. ‘You can do this,’ she says to the empty room. I need the laptop so I can keep looking for Jay. He’ll understand.

At no point does Carole allow herself to think her boy won’t be coming home to complain. In auto-mum mode, Carole bends and picks up Jay’s crumpled uniform. She bundles the clothes in her arms and goes after the discarded socks and boxer shorts. After dumping them in the laundry basket in the bathroom, she goes back to Jay’s bedroom. When she’d first entered, her nose had wrinkled at the stench, but now she doesn’t pay much attention to the teen-stink that permeates the walls and carpet. Still, she’ll have to have a talk with him about his hygiene.

Author Bio 

After spending around thirteen years as an ordained Buddhist monk, living in a Zen Buddhist temple, and six years after a life-changing injury following a surgical error, Harmony Kent returned to the world at the tender age of forty.

Now, she is famous for her laughter, and has made quite the name for herself … she’s also, um, a writer … and fairly well known for that too. She’s even won a few awards. Harmony lives in rural Cornwall with her adorable husband, ever-present sense of humour, and quirky neighbours.

Harmony is passionate about supporting her fellow authors. 

Links

Website

Story Empire (co-authored)

Amazon Author Page

Twitter

Goodreads Author Page

BookBub

The Vanished Boy Sales Link 

 

 

 

 

 

April Book Reviews Part 1! @JacqBiggar @Sandra_Cox @teagangeneviene @pat_garcia#IARTG #ASMSG #WritingCommunity #bookreviews #mustread #indieauthors

Turn The Light On

by Pat Garcia

“Turn the Light On” is an unusual short story with a lot of twists. Della is a successful career woman who has been meeting a man for dinner. Yet, they don’t sit at the same dinner table or speak except through book passages. None of that matters because she is drawn to him. A well-written romantic story full of mystery and intrigue. This is a story where I could never have guessed the outcome, and I thoroughly enjoyed that!

Dead of Winter: Journey 3, The Fever Field

by Teagan Riordain Geneviene

This is the third installment of Dead of Winter, and so far, my favorite. I loved getting to know the youngest of the Deae Matres, Zasha. She has a passionate personality that drew me into her part of the story. The Deae Matres were searching for answers, which lead them to the Fever Field or a graveyard. Then the story returned to Emlyn, and I couldn’t read fast enough to find out what happened to her. I’m loving this story and can’t wait to see where the next journey goes.

Queen of Diamonds

by Sandra Cox

“Queen of Diamonds” was a lot of fun and kept me on the edge of my seat. A best-selling author, Logan, and his assistant, Kendall, spent three years working together, yet Logan didn’t really know her. Kendall had a secret life that no one knew about. She went beyond what most would do for their family. That path led her to a secret life that was completely opposite of what people thought of her. It made the book a page-turner to see what would happen next. The interaction between Kendall and Logan was entertaining, but I really loved the relationship that developed between Logan and Kendall’s family. A quick but satisfying read that kept me guessing how it would resolve itself until the very end. If you love suspenseful romance with a strong female character, this book is for you.

The Lady Said No: An Augustus Grant Mystery- Book 1 (An Augustus Grant Mystery-Prequel)

by Jacquie Biggar

“The Lady Said No” is a murder mystery, with some romance, set in Kentucky in the 1950s. Detective Augustus Grant, Gus, is sent to investigate what appeared to be a suicide of a prominent horse breeder. Rebecca, the woman Gus had left behind to become a detective, works for this family. When Gus realizes the death wasn’t self-inflicted, Rebecca is on the list of suspects. This sets up a nice inner battle between his heart and head. I loved the setting, horses, and era, although the time frame made the role of a single mother more of a struggle. I admired Rebecca’s independence and her ability to support her child alone. Then there was something charming about the Detective, and it was beneficial that most underestimated him. This is a quick read that kept me guessing until the exciting end. I really enjoyed this and hope there will be more Detective Grant books coming. I can easily recommend this book, especially if you like a cozy mystery.

I only post my 4 & 5-star reviews. If I don’t like a book, I won’t finish it. It doesn’t feel right leaving a review in that case, but I have been known to email the author:) Life is too short not to enjoy every book you read!

Had a wonderful vacation, and I’m happy to be back! I shared a couple of pictures on Instagram and Facebook:)

Embrace your inner child by reading a good book! 🙂 D. L. Finn

Stop by and Say Hi! New post at Story Empire, “Writing and Our Health!”

I’m over on Story Empire today with my latest post, “WRITING AND OUR HEALTH.” Stop by and say hello 🙂

LINhttps://storyempirecom.wordpress.com/2021/04/05/writing-and-our-health/K

Note: I’m off this week on vacation, except for this post. I’ll be quiet on social media and blogs this week, but will be back soon rested and refreshed. Have a great week!

‘Fiction In A Flash Challenge 2021 Week #43.’ @pursoot #IARTG #FlashFiction #WritingPrompts #WritingCommunity #Haibun

Here’s Suzanne Burke’s ‘Fiction in a Flash Challenge 2021 Week #43.’

I went with a Haibun format this week to fit this image. It is a prose paragraph combined with a Haiku/Senryu.

Image by Iván Tamás from Pixabay

The red and orange sky covered everything in death. Three months ago, the world lost its beauty. We were celebrating my daughter’s fifth birthday the day a deadly Nano bioweapon escaped from a laboratory. Trees, crops, and fish died immediately. Food and water became scarce, and people turned on each other. Only a few of us survived, scattered throughout the world in our shelters. My family and I only had supplies to last us a few days when help arrived from another planet. These green people, who weren’t much different from us, gave us two options. Board one of the old pirate-type ships that would take us to live in our past or die here. What choice did we have? We got on the last departing boat, leaving our destruction behind. The sea breeze blew our ships forward, and then everything spun, making me dizzy until I passed out. When I opened my eyes, I was lying on the boat under a blue sky with a message tucked into my hand: Try again. Change the past to prevent that future.

Help or just a game

Destiny’s cruel repeat

Can the outcome change?

Happy National Poetry Month! #IARTG #ASMSG #WritingCommunity #poetry #poems #NationalPoetryMonth #Haiku #FreeVerse #Haibun #Senryu #Tanka #Cinquain #Etheree #Haiga

Happy National Poetry Month!

To honor this month I’m going to write a poem every day. Although I’m not joining the NaPoWriMo challenge officially and posting daily, I will be challenging myself and filling up my journal:)

How can you challenge the poet inside of you this month? I will be writing it.

Will you be reading poetry this month? I will!

Here’s my first poem, a senryu, to kick off the month.

Beyond boundaries
Your moment of clarity
You can touch the stars.

#TANKA TUESDAY WEEKLY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 219, #SPECIFICFORM #Haiku #Senryu @ColleenChesebro

Here’s Colleen Chesebro Tanka Tuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge. This week’s challenge is to write either a Haiku or Senryu. There is some great information if you click the link above.

I have two Senryu poems. The first one is 5/7/5 and the second one is 3/5/3.

I dedicate this to Sue Vincent.

Existence silent

When the soul is awakened

Energy released.

*****

Vast blue sky

Carries my spirit

To heaven.

Dolphin’s Cave Book Reviews #IARTG #ASMSG #WritingCommunity #indiebooks #ChildrenBook #YABook #Fantasy #reviews

I released my YA/middle grade “Dolphin’s Cave” at the end of 2020. I had a couple of blogs leading up to it and announced its release. Then, I got busy and didn’t do much after that.

So, I thought a blog would be in order to share what others are saying about this book.

Here are the last three reviews are taken directly from Amazon:

Cathleen Townsend

Coral has always wanted to go to Hawaii, ever since her parents died there when she was only a kid. A recurring dream has visited her every night since—she rides a dolphin to an underwater cave. Only there will she find the answers she seeks about her parents’ death. But she always wakes up before she discovers what really happened.

Shortly before her sixteenth birthday, she’s thrilled to learn her aunt and some friends are taking her to Hawaii for Christmas. Coral loves the ocean, and she doesn’t get to see it very often, living as she does in a desert near Reno, Nevada.

But once they arrive in Hawaii, disquieting events steal some of her joy. Her aunt has met a new guy—nothing wrong with that—but this one seems to be nothing but a weasel. When Coral’s aunt nearly gets run over in the street, he merely stands there and watches. And everywhere they go, people seem to be taking their picture. Not just catching them in group photos, but specifically shooting photos of them, as if they were celebrities or something.

But then matters turn dangerous. Her aunt is hospitalized, the result of a near-fatal car crash. Coral can’t afford to ignore all the strange things going on anymore, or some of them may never make it home…

***

Dolphin’s Cave is a YA coming-of-age story that should appeal to fans of teen adventures, especially ones who love dolphins.


JanS
Fifteen-year-old Coral is a typical teenager except she’d lost her parents at the age of eight and lives with an aunt. Oh, and she has this recurring dream every night where she rides on a dolphin’s back to another world that can only be accessed from deep within the ocean. Try as she may, she can never reach the end of the dream and enter the golden city. Then a trip to Hawaii with her aunt and family friends changes everything. Coral is convinced that going to the place where her parents’ plane went down will bring her answers. And it does, but not what she is expecting. This YA has a bit of everything from spies and murder to magic, and budding young love. This author did a fantastic job of world-building. Once Coral enters the Golden City, or Mearth, the descriptive writing put me inside the book with the characters and I ooohed and ahhed over the amazing architecture, dragons, strange food, and shape-shifting animals. This story will spark the imagination of any reader. It is a well-written fantasy with a touch of realism.

‘Fiction In A Flash Challenge 2021.’ Week #42. @pursoot #IARTG #FlashFiction #WritingPrompts #WritingCommunity #shortstory #microfiction

Here’s Suzanne Burke’s ‘Fiction in a Flash Challenge 2021’ Week #42.

I did another 99-word story for the picture below.

Photo by Marka Merka on Unsplash

WHEN THE CLOCK STOPPED

The delicate porcelain clock trimmed in gold had stopped running at exactly 4:08 a.m.—when I took my first breath.

“You were my miracle.” Mother would say, dusting the clock no one was allowed to touch.

Now it sits on my mantel. My grandson tried to fix it, but the motor, and the clock’s arms, wouldn’t budge.

Today I woke up feeling unwell. I picked up the phone to call my doctor when I heard a gentle ticking. The clock was running.

Then, everything disappeared into a golden glow, and I found myself gathered in my mother’s arms again.

#TANKA TUESDAY WEEKLY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 218 #EKPHRASTIC #PHOTOPROMPT @ColleenChesebro

Here is Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge #218. This week the poem is based on an image, and it was my turn to choose it.

I decided on a Tanka 5/7/5/7/7. I found it harder to write with it being my own picture.

The story behind this photo is interesting. My youngest daughter, Danielle, decided to film a dance for a show on the Magical Trail. Of course, we followed along to watch, and I took many pictures. This is one of them.

My husband set up a fog machine, and my daughter’s friend filmed it. I can’t say I have ever seen anyone do a contemporary dance in the snow before. Her dance is about her struggle with anxiety and depression, which was always in the back of my mind writing this. Yet, in this picture, she reminded me of a fairy. Note: She found peace at the end of her piece, and I look forward to seeing it in its final glory 🙂

THE BLUE FAIRY 

Sadness withered wings

The fairy clings to the stump

Her sweet song is masked

While winter feeds foggy grief

She dreams of spring’s gift—magic.