New Followers!


Elijah under the Christmas treeGetting into the holiday season? Elijah Moon is.

THANK YOU to everyone who stops by to read my posts! I’m honored.

Herewith is a new group of followers, very eclectic. Check out Rob Goldstein – his post is most unusual and very heart-wrenching in many respects. Ula is a 28-year-old Polish girl, currently living in Canada and doing her very best to live life to the fullest.  She has a Masters in Education and has finished “Styling & Image-Making” and also “Personal Image & Beauty Expert” courses. She posts on food, style, beauty, health, and she has TONS of followers. I personally liked the post on how to buy diamonds on line!

mystijl Found this: An e-zine about health, beauty, travel.

Nikhil Shedbale at is an explorer and adventure traveler, a civil engineer, pursuing a Masters degree, a blogger and a mountain tamer. He believes once the travel bug bites, there is no known antidote. He has wonderful pictures of where he climbs/hikes in India along with his thoughts on life. Angiee Capp blogs from Africa about friends, places and her thoughts. A very interesting look at another part of the world! Jumi’s Shop is written by a husband and father of two girls who lives in South Korea. Since my daughter worked there teaching English for a year, we are intimately familiar with life there. His blog has wonderfully illustrated posts about the food and sights and culture of his country. His opening statement is great: “When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.”

property210blog – another gravatar. Hope they check in! Uniquely Similar is written by a 25 year old Irish girl living and working in Frankfurt, Germany. She loves travel, beauty, fashion and adventure and her blog is where she writes it all down. Her mission is to learn to love herself, which is why she decided to start a blog. She’d be thrilled if you came on this journey of self-discovery with her. She’s recently posted on Slovenia and also feeling good about yourself. I noticed D. Wallace Peach has commented on her posts! is the blog of a young Turkish man (Ceyhun Ozdemir), very good-looking from his photo! Don’t worry, it’s in English! He blogs on all sorts of topics with beautiful photographs: minimalism, vanity, life is good, butterflies and my favorite “Does the One That Passes is Time or Is It Me Who Passes Through it?” is written by Kara. She is 24 years old and currently living in Ohio, loves music, writing, painting, reading, traveling, and pajamas. She really, really loves dogs and has a yorkie/maltese named Molly.  She also has an American Quarter Horse named is Sweetie, for all of you equine lovers out there.  Flourish and Blogs is very eclectic – covers topics such as politics, travel, depression, heartbreak and anxiety.

The author of – The Dark Side of the Moon – is Brazilian, but there is a translation button on his site, so you can read his posts. He posts about his way of seeing, speaking, listening and thinking about the world … if you want to come with him … I love the title of his blogs. One is “The Main Problem with Brazil is not Corruption but Stupidity.”

Dolly at is actually Devorah Yentl, born communist Russia. It wasn’t easy to keep kosher in communist Russia at the time. You couldn’t go to a kosher store and buy anything, with a Hecksher, the way it is in the US.  She is semi-retired, I love to cook kosher. Her recipes are different from traditional American Jewish food, transforming this-that-and the other into something delicious to grace her table. Her blog is dedicated to her children and to the memory of her father.  Check out her recipes from a Florentine omelet to a cranberry pizza. YUM.

Rob Goldstein at is passionate about right of full access to health care for people with mental illnesses. He writes about his personal struggle to live with Dissociative Identity Disorder, which is neither rare nor imaginary.  He has alters, and I think it would be lovely if he could get more followers as a means of expanding his support.


Today Is Pearl Harbor Day


Today marks the 75th anniversary of the attack on Pearl Harbor. We have long since made peace with the nation responsible, but Pearl Harbor day will be a part of our history as long as there are people to remember. pearl-harbor-attack-1


Five of eight battleships, three destroyers, and seven other ships were sunk or severely damaged, and more than 200 aircraft were destroyed. A total of 2,400 Americans were killed and 1,200 were wounded.

Many people haven’t seen the footage of President Franklin D. Roosevelt walking with his cane (he had had polio as a young adult and was in a wheelchair except for public appearances) to the podium of Congress.


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His speech that day was brief and began with these stark words, “Yesterday, December 7th, 1941 – a date which will live in infamy – the United States of America was suddenly and deliberately attacked by naval and air forces of the Empire of Japan.” He closed the speech with a declaration of war, but before that he famously said, “Hostilities exist. There is no blinking at the fact that our people, our territory and our interests are in grave danger. With confidence in our armed forces, with the unbounding determination of our people, we will gain the inevitable triumph. So help us God.”

Three days later, Germany and Italy declared war against the United States, and the U.S. government responded in kind.

The American contribution to the successful Allied war effort spanned four long years and cost more than 400,000 American lives, fought by men and women who have been called our ‘greatest generation’.

What also happened that day was the beginning of the transformation of the United States from an isolationist country with the 14th largest military in the world to a global superpower.

God bless the men and women who died that day and the generations of military who followed them to keep us free and safe.


       Memorial for the Pearl Harbor Dead on the USS Arizona in Pearl Harbor. The USS Arizona Memorial is built over the sunken wreckage of the USS Arizona, the final resting place for many of the 1,177 crewmen killed on December 7, 1941.


         Who could have imagined how this attack would change history?

Book Review: Eclipse Lake by Mae Clair ‎@MaeClair1 #RBRT #mystery #romance


eclpse-laeEclipse Lake is the latest book from popular author Mae Clair. To be honest, I’m not a huge fan of romance, but I enjoyed this book because the romance had a good dash of mystery thrown in.

The story takes place mainly in the small town of Onyx, which lies on the edge of Eclipse Lake. As you might suspect, it has some dark secrets, and one of them is the troubled past of widower Dane Carlisle, owner of a successful security company. Dane left Onyx under a cloud fifteen years earlier and now wants to reconnect with his older brother Jonah, a park warden. He returns to Onyx with his adopted teenage son, Jesse, child of his wife. The reader is quickly ensnared in the enmity between Dane and his brother, who can’t forgive Dane for failing to return when their mother was dying.  Adding to the tension is Roy Harland, sheriff of Onyx and father of Brenda, who disappeared around the time Dane left Onyx.  Harland has always thought Dane has something to do with her disappearance.

Romance rears its head with the arrival of Ellie Sullivan, world-traveling nature photographer, whose latest assignment brings her to Eclipse Lake. Her first encounter with Dane is contentious, but as things go, she finds herself overwhelmingly attracted to him. Jesse also finds puppy love with Paige Taggert, daughter of the town’s deputy and quickly becomes enmeshed in the lives of the teens of the town, all of whom are super nice.

The mystery begins when a rain storm reveals the skeletal remains of the sheriff’s daughter, and Dane’s past comes back to haunt him.

The story made me think of Lake Wobegon, “where all the women are strong, all the men are good-looking, and all the children are above average.” Dane is the strikingly handsome, super-rich, clean-as-a-whistle man, Ellie is the beautiful young woman, and Jesse alternates between mature, rationale adult and whining teenager. I know this is the traditional format for a romance but the characters are a little too good to be true. The sheriff, who brings the real tension to the story, is one dimensional.

What does ring honestly is the relationship between the brothers, once close, now bitter. The resentment of Jonah comes through loud and clear, as the various facets of their lives are shown to be complicated by the past.

This is a fairly squeaky-clean romance with an unexpected ending to the mystery of the who killed Brenda Harland. This saved the book for me, the non-romance reader.  It’s well-written and -plotted, which are the hallmarks of the author and undoubtedly why she has so many ardent followers.

 I would have to recommend this book to any die-hard romantics.

I reviewed this book for Rosie’s Book Review Team and purchased it for review.

 About the author

mae-clareMae Clair is an author who writes mysteries and suspense, often with a dash or more of romance. Her father was an artist who tinkered with writing and encouraged her to create make-believe worlds by spinning tales of far-off places on summer nights beneath the stars. Mae loves creating character-driven fiction in settings that vary from contemporary to mythical. Married to her high school sweetheart, she lives in Pennsylvania and is passionate about folklore, old photographs, a good Maine lobster tail, and cats.

You can find her

On Twitter: ‎@MaeClair1

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And Eclipse Lake on Amazon:


New Followers!


Shreya at – The Mysterious Soul – blogs thoughts, poetry, short stories and memes. This blog is very entertaining! I learned a new word – abibiloiphobia – the fear of running out of reading material – something all of us could get.

The gravatar Wallopex is the author of ttps:// I found him! He ( or she?) blogs about politics, how the brain works (wish it did for politicians!), Beyonce and JZ, and current events. is the blog of 20-year-old Michaela Desiree Knight. She was married two years ago and moved to northern Carolina with her husband. She loves fashion, yoga, exploring and cats! Michaela is a gorgeous young woman who blogs about fashion and models the clothes!  She has a great sense of high style.

toreducate  is someone from Nigeria.  Wish I could find them!

Zortura at has a blog with information on lifestyle, entertainment, book reviews, motivational write-ups, stories on life experiences, fitness and exercise, diets and more. A recent post was on What’s Your Elf Name. According to my real name and birth month, mine is Buddy Sugar Socks!

Adrienne at is a mother of two, newly diagnosed with Huntington’s disease. This disease is inherited disease and causes the progressive breakdown (degeneration) of nerve cells in the brain, impacting movement and cognitive functions. Most people with Huntington’s disease develop signs and symptoms in their 30s or 40s. Adrienne has no intention of allowing her diagnosis to define her or change her dreams. This is a woman of great courage, and I strong recommend that you visit her blog which talks about the good, the bad and the ugly of living with this disease, and give her your support.

Patricia Perol  at is a Phillipino blogger. I can’t read her language but Google will translate for you! One of her latest posts is on bullying and is a good one.

Jerlyn at blogs about food in her corner of the world (India, Turkey), reviewing restaurants complete with mouth-watering photos of the food. I dare you to visit her blog without salivating.

rainerwolan – This is just a gravatar and I couldn’t locate the owner’s blog. If you are Rainer Wolan, let me know!

isabellathefifth – is another gravatar and  whose blog I couldn’t locate. If you are Isabella the Fifth, let me know!

The author of is another novice blogger, who writes about her life, illustrated with beautiful photographs.  I hope my introduction will give her some new followers.

Yusra, the author of, is a 19 year old medical student who just began her blog last month. She sounds like a typical 19 year old with interests in selfies, clothes and makeup, but clearly with a serious bent if she’s in medical school. Other YAs out there interested?

How Was Your Thanksgiving Holiday (with apologies to my friends abroad!)?


How was your Thanksgiving holiday? Ours was busy – a sumptuous meal with ten dishes (just ask if you are curious) and friends and family. And help cleaning up! On Friday, a beautiful fall day with a temperature around 70o, we headed off to the huge Duke-University of North Carolina football game.

Here is the Marching Tar Heel Band coming out onto the field before the game, then spelling out the words “Tar Heel” facing the far stands.




At the end of the first quarter I could feel a migraine headache coming on, so I hiked back to our car (a good mile uphill) to take a nap, leaving Hubs and my daughter and son-in-law to enjoy the loss😦 ! On the way I spotted some really nice fall color


And then had a lovely nap in the car with the windows down, a light cool breeze, and the patter of leaves falling on the roof.

Yesterday we drove to Winston-Salem to see my brother perform (first tenor) with the Winston-Salem Symphony Chorale, the Winston-Salem symphony (a really top notch group) and the Crique de la Symphony in a Christmas concert.

The Winston-Salem Symphony Chorale consists of nearly 120 auditioned volunteer singers, and performs with the Symphony  large choral masterpieces including Haydn’s Creation, Orff’s Carmina Burana, and the Requiem masses of Mozart, Brahms, and Verdi, and smaller-scale works such as Bach’s St. John Passion and an annual production of Handel’s Messiah.


Cirque de la Symphonie is a new production, adaptation of artistic performances to symphony music featuring veterans of exceptional cirque programs throughout the world—aerial flyers, acrobats, contortionists, dancers, jugglers, etc. Each artist’s performance is professionally choreographed in collaboration with the symphony director.cirque3


It was a spectacular concert with lots of Christmas music, astonishing choreographied acrobatics, a carol singalong, and a guest vocalist – Jodi Burns – a soprano classically trained at UNC. Her rendition of Oh Holy NIght gave us goosebumps.


Hope your holiday was as lovely as ours. And for those of you wondering if my Christmas camellias are blooming – they’ve started:


Book Review – Regicide: Peter Abelard and the Great Jewel by David Boyle @davidboyle1958 #RBRT # historical mystery


regicideRegicide begins with a description of a historical event: King William of England, known as William Rufus (1087-1100) died after being struck by an arrow while he was hunting in Normandy, shot by a person unknown. His younger brother Henry succeeded him with such great haste that murder was suspected, but never proven.

The real story commences in 1119, when Hilary (a person who did exist), a traveling teacher, sometime poet and clerk in Holy Orders, is let go from his position as a tutor to the daughter of the Lord of Beaugency, after she dies of St. Anthony’s fire (ergot poisoning, common in France and Germany at the time). Taken by cart with his books and papers to the Loire River, from where he could go by boat to Orleans in search of a new position, he spends the night at a riverside inn. There he meets John of Muchelney who buys the impoverished young man his dinner and afterwards plays dice with him. When Hilary loses, his debt is discharged by his obligation to take a bulky pouch to Count Fulk of Anjou. The next morning, Hilary finds John horribly murdered and fearing himself in danger, eschews the boat and quickly begins the many days’ walk to Orleans and then Chartres. Still feeling himself followed, he goes on to Paris to consult with his old tutor and Master, Peter Abelard, in the hopes of some direction as to what to do.

When he and Abelard read the contents of the pouch entrusted to Hilary, they realize that it is part of a conspiracy to overthrow King Henry, a message about who benefitted from the death of William Rufus, and about the Great Jewel of Alfred the Great, which had been missing since 1066.  Despite the fact the contents puts Hilary in the crosshairs of both sides of the debate, he nevertheless feels his vow to deliver its contents is unbreakable and Abelard decides to help Hilary fulfill his promise.

The author weaves many historical characters in and out of this story – Heloise, Fulk of Anjou, Walter Tirel, Hugues de Payen – as our pair travels as far as Jerusalem in search of Fulk, then returns with the rejected pouch contents to present to King Henry as a sign of goodwill. Death follows them, and the reader is treated to the Tower of London, along with a mass of other historical details.

The story reminded me no small amount of the adventures of Don Quixote and Sancho Panza. Peter Abelard is the philosopher, deep thinker, orator and teacher, while Hilary, his student, is the grounding and querying sidekick.

I loved the history around which this novel is woven – that of the Anglo-Saxons – and I found the detail captivating. However, because of this detail, the book must be read slowly to absorb everything and I found myself doing some online searching of the history. It also varies from slow and ponderous exposition to scenes filled with action and tension. Luckily there was enough of the latter to keep me going!

If you like historical fiction and an alternative and intriguing story of an ages-old mystery, and you don’t mind the occasional slow pace, then Regicide is a book for you.

This review is offered as a member of Rosie’s Book Review Team. I purchased this book for review.

About the Author

david-boyleDavid Boyle is a British author and journalist who writes mainly about history and new ideas in economics, money, business and culture. He lives the South Downs, in Sussex, and writes in a small green hut at the end of his garden. He has found that history now absorbs him the most, from Richard the Lionheart to Enigma and a great deal in between. He tries to recapture some of the spirit, even the magic, of the past in his books Alan Turing: Unlocking the Enigma, Before Enigma, Operation Primrose, Rupert Brooke: England’s Last Patriot, Peace on Earth: The Christmas Truce of 1914, Jerusalem: England’s National Anthem, Unheard Unseen: Warfare in the Dardanelles, Towards the Setting Sun: The Race for America and The Age to Come.

You can find David Boyle on twitter @davidboyle1958

and on his website:

Regicide can be found on Amazon:

The Real First Thanksgiving


I am making a habit of posting this every year. It seems appropriate.

Having grown up in Plymouth and worked as a tour guide at Plimoth Plantation, the Pilgrims are near to my heart.


Much has been written about the first Thanksgiving which took place at Plimoth Colony. Here is some information that is probably closer to the truth. As usual, click on the pictures.

First Thanksgiving I                 The First Thanksgiving 1621, oil on canvas by Jean Leon Gerome Ferris (1899)

The voyage from Plymouth, England, had taken 65 days. Once the decision to settle on the shores of the harbor of what is now Plymouth, MA, the Pilgrims faced a daunting future:they had no houses, no stored goods, no knowledge of the country they faced, nor any knowledge of its inhabitants besides wild stories of cannibals. And the season was winter, harsh and cruel. A common house that had been built to house some of the Pilgrims burned on January 14, 1621, and those who had lived there had to return to the Mayflower for shelter.

Pilgrims going to church                  Pilgrims going to church (1867) by George Henry Boughton, New York Public Library

Not long afterward, the sickness swept through both the colonists and the crew of the Mayflower. It is knot know what this sickness was, although it is thought it might have been pneumonia. At one point, only seven of the entire population were well enough to care for the remaining 150, fetching wood for fires, making food, bathing and dressing the sick. When the sickness was over, only 12 of 26 men with families, 4 of the 12 single men and boys, and all but a few of the women survived.

Despite their reduced numbers, they soon set about laying out First Street (Leyden Street) and setting the foundations for a fort at the top of the street. The colonist noticed Native Americans near their settlement in mid-February, and the two groups final met on Friday, March 16th.
Squanto and MassasoitThis is the famous encounter that involved Samoset, an Abenaki Sagamore from what is now Maine, when he and another man entered the developing village and said “Welcome, Englishmen.” Samoset had learned English from the English fishermen who crossed the North Atlantic each year to fish for cod, some of whom remained on small islands off the coast of Maine. He told the Pilgrims of a great plague which had killed the Patuxet people who had previously lived on that spot: indeed, the Pilgrims had found cleared farmland when they disembarked.

The local native Americans, the Wampanoags, were very distrustful of the English because some had been kidnapped and sold into slavery by Thomas Hunt, an English captain who had visited the area a few years before.

Samoset returned with another Native American, Squanto, on March 22nd; Squanto was one of the men taken by Hunt, had been sold as a slave in Spain, escaped to London and returned to American as a guide. He became the colony’s interpreter and worked on their behalf in their interactions with the Wampanoags. As a result, the regional leader of the Wampanoags, Massasoit, visited the Pilgrims. There was an exchange of gifts, and a treaty was signed that lasted for over 50 years. Massasoit’s purpose in aligning with the Pilgrims was to provide protection for his tribe, which had been decimated by disease, from surrounding tribes.

It was his suggestion that the fields south of the brook be turned by hand and crops of wheat, barley, Indian corn and peas were planted in early April. Work continued on the houses, and the little Mayflower left the colony to return to England on April 5th.

Learning to plant cornThe first Thanksgiving was not really a thanksgiving but instead a traditional English harvest celebration to which the colonists invited Massasoit and members of the Wampanoag. It is generally thought to have occurred in November of 1621, but might have been at the end of the summer.

First Thanksgiving II                                 The First Thanksgiving, Jenny Augusta Brownscombe 1914

I have eaten a traditional Pilgrim meal, and I can vouch for the fact that the food was very tasty and filling. There are no records of exact fare of this harvest meal, but Pilgrim chronicler Edward Winslow noted that the colony’s governor, William Bradford, sent four men on a “fowling” mission in preparation for what was to be a three-day event. Wild turkeys were plentiful in the area and a common food source for both English settlers and Native Americans. But it is just as likely that ducks, geese and swans, which frequently graced Pilgrim tables, were also on the menu. Both the Wampanoag and the Pilgrims occasionally stuffed birds and fish, typically using herbs, onions or nuts to add extra flavor. Deer were also killed and roasted venison would have been on the menu.

Turkey for ThanksgivingStrangely, in a land where the shoreline and coastal rivers were teeming with salmon, cod, flounder, shad, haddock, and sea bass, the Pilgrims were not huge fish-eaters. From Edward Winslow, we also know the Pilgrims ate lobster, which were in such abundance they could be collected by the bushels from tidal pools. But familiarity soon bred contempt, and the Pilgrims came to regard them as food for the poor. They also collected and ate eels, mussels and clams but later, with the arrival of livestock, fed the mussels and clams to their pigs.

First Thanksgiving IV                                   A Re-enactment of the First Thanksgiving at Plimoth Plantation

The Pilgrims had brought no livestock with them. The first cattle — three cows and a bull — did not arrive in Massachusetts until 1624m so in 1621 they were without butter, cheese, milk, and cream.

There is no indication that cranberries were served at the feast, but they did occur in Wampanoag dishes, adding tartness. Remember that it is unlikely there was any sugar in the Plimoth Colony, although honey might have been available. However, there were plentiful wild gooseberries, strawberries and raspberries.

Forget baked or mashed potatoes. Potatoes, sweet or white, would have been unknown at the time, but the Wamanoag ate a variety of other root vegetables: Jerusalem artichokes, groundnuts, wild onions, Indian turnip and water lily.  What about pumpkin? Was it on the menu? Pumpkins and squashes were native to New England, and while the American varieties were new to the Pilgrims, they were hardly exotic. However, the fledgling colony didn’t have the butter and wheat flour for making piecrust.

What they did have is corn, a colorful, hard corn that the Pilgrims referred to as Indian corn. It was a staple for the Wampanoag and quickly become a fixture in Pilgrim cooking pots. “Our Indian corn,” wrote Edward Winslow,” even the coarsest, maketh as pleasant a meat as rice.” In other words, the Pilgrim quickly learned to adapt traditional English dishes of porridge, pancakes and bread to flour made with the native corn.

Indian CornThe Pilgrims ate with spoons and knives but forks were unknown, so they also used their fingers a lot.

Of course no one knows exactly what it was like to be living in the Plimoth Colony in 1621, but I am lucky to have come as close as possible to the history and have let my imagination do the rest.

May everyone, no matter their food preference, have a wonderful and warm Thanksgiving, and be mindful of all the blessings bestowed on us as Americans, blessings and freedom for which the Pilgrims sacrificed with their lives.

Do You Know Where Winnie the Pooh Came From?

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James Osborne recently posted on the origin of Winnie-the-Pooh. This story is so charming I am re-blogging it here so more people can enjoy it.

Winnie-the-Pooh: The Forgotten Connection

Special thanks to CBC Radio for an interview that resurrected this little known story about the origins of Winnie-the-Pooh. Here’s a summary.

Winnie-the-Pooh was born in Canada! Well, sort of.

It all began in 1914. The First World War was underway in Europe. The Canadian Army was in desperate need of trained personnel to care for the thousands of horses used by the cavalry.

A young veterinarian in Winnipeg heeded the call.

Harry Colebourn soon found himself on a train with scores of other young men destined for the army base in Val Cartier, Quebec. A few hours into their journey the train stopped in White River, Ont., to take on water and coal for the steam engine. Like many other soldiers, Harry stepped off the train to stretch his legs.

Standing beside the tracks was a man who turned out to be a trapper. He was holding a tiny black bear cub, only a few days old. He had trapped and killed its mother. Harry loved animals of every kind. He offered the trapper $20 for the cub. That was a handsome amount in 1914. They made a deal.

Read the rest at:
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New Followers


My list is long, have patience! is the blog of Jeff Chamberlain, who likes to help others through community work, blog on different topics (mainly on You Tube!), and is into coffee and energy drinks (coffee, yum). In one post on You Tube entitled ‘he is cold in these bushes,’ he talks to a homeless man who lives outside in the bushes. Wow. is the blog of Apata Olusola Emmanuel, a Christian, a creative writer and blogger, a copywriter (freelancer), who loves writing about anything he sees adding value to life and destiny. His pastime includes reading, studying, searching and researching. has had a tough time, living with anxiety and panic attacks. She has two daughters who give her reason to keep going and her message is stay strong, stay brave, keep trying and never give up. You might want to stop by and offer her some encouragement and support.

Sam Burgess at  is the drawing writer who creates  short stories, long stories, poems, drawings, comic stories, and photography. And he illustrates! He is just starting out, so give his blog a look!

Prateek at is seventeen and a student in Delhi, India, who has just completed school and at the start of his blog was preparing for the SAT. Hs name means ‘symbol,’ and he wants to be a symbol for inspiration and motivation. He likes to travel and admires Bear Grylls and likes sports. Drop by and give him encouragement! Trisha Ann is 24 years old, a stay at home Mom with three girls, a reader, a writer, a lover of yoga and the outdoors. She reviews books and is currently deeply into NaNoWriMo!  Vivian Parkin Derosa blogs at Writing with Style on writing, fashion, and literary life. She is a teenager who has finished her first book, writing literary fiction that has adult main characters. She also likes writing short stories, blog posts, poetry, and performing spoken word.

Kourtney at  klbradleyreviews  is a 23-year- old mother and a full-time accounting manager for a real estate/trucking company. She’s also a part time book reviewer for, so you’ll see most of her reviews on her blog. She sounds like someone we authors should get to know! I found her on Goodreads and hope to get a blog site soon.

Bryde Enoh at was born in 1997 in Cameroon. He is a college student whose main aim is to bring information to people and you will find his blog wonderfully eclectic and interesting. is a collection of amateur and professional photographs featuring curvy women of many shapes and sizes modeling an assortment of clothing fashion; makeup and hair styles. I would call this just short of X-rated, though.

Marjo Dice Degoro blogs at about mountaineering, camping, backpacking, people and their stories, food, prose and poetry– it’s his journal and he welcomes you to join him.

Purva at A Daily Stroll ( is a university student pursuing a degree in English literature. Her interests range from dramatics to dance to debate. She blogs because she likes writing and sharing her thoughts.


Thursday photo prompt from Sue Vincent















This is in response to Sue Vincent’s photo prompt for this week:

Sister Alys had been kneeling on the stone floor of the church for hours, at one point prostrating herself on the floor. She prayed for salvation, knowing nothing would save her in this world.

She had joined the convent when it became apparent that no man would have her as wife, and her family could no longer provide food for all the mouths around the table. Surprisingly, she had come to love her life as a nun. Her job was to work in the fields, something she had done since she was toddler, following behind her mother, father or one of her older siblings.

Even as a nun, the changing seasons, the wildlife, and the sun or rain on her face gave her the same sense of contentment she’d had as a child. Rising to pray at matins and prime was a welcome routine, and her fellow nuns were her family.

The sun was shining brightly through the windows when she finally stood. Then she heard the clanking of armor, the thudding of hooves, and the imperious voice. “All of you, come out.”

Sister Alys straightened her shoulders and walked to the door and her fate.