Note: We received a complimentary copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.
Kimber the Magnificent here. Giving you a quick heads up: The hero of this story isn’t a hooman. It’s Pharaoh the Rottie. You’ll get that if you read the book. Cuz Pharoah’s like, Pawsome! And my new best friend! Oh yeah.
Crystal Shadows: Gripping New Blood (Olympia Publishers, 2020)It was a dark and stormy night…
No. Really. It was. I, Kimber, was there. And the night wasn’t just “dark and stormy.” Rain was coming down in sheets. Sideways. The wind was howling like a banshee with a tooth ache. A flood watch and a wind advisory were in effect.
“It’s a perfect day to curl up by the fire with a good book,” spake Mom.
Well. Who am I to disagree?
Thankfully, R.J. Parker’s Crystal Shadows: Gripping New Blood filled the bill. Here’s why:
Note: We received a complimentary copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.
When Her Momness was young a whipper-snapper – back when dinosaurs roamed the earth – she spent a coupla summers on staff at a Christian camp in California. One of the musical guests one week was a tenor. He sang a song Mom never forgot. (And for Mom, that’s really sayin’ somethin’!) It was called His Stubborn Love. We’ll get to the lyrics in a min. So kindly keep your shirt on. But this memoir reminded Her Momness of that song.
I’ll let Mom explain:
Her Crankiness is at again. Being all cranky. Refusing to share her chocolate. Again. (That’s actually a good thing if you’re a dog like me. We don’t do chocolate. It’s toxic for us dogs.)
Anyway, She Who Must Be Obeyed has an important announcement. It’s for authors. Author wannabes. Publicists. Blog tour coordinators. Publishers. Pretty much anyone who contacts us for a review.
If you’re one of the above, kindly pay attention. Cuz this is for you. And we’re not gonna repeat ourselves, savvy? So I’d listen up ‘fize you. Here goes:
Rheeta flew on. She was old. She was tired. But, like Toronia, she was at peace.
She was nearly home.
Ever turn the last page of a book, close the cover, and sigh? Feel like you’re saying goodbye to a dear friend? Wish it could go on and on? And you just don’t want it to end?
That’s what finishing the third and final installment in J.D. Rinehart’s Crown of Three trilogy is like. The third book is called The Kingdom Rises. It’s a little Lord of the Rings-ish. The three triplets also reminded us a little of the Pevensie kiddos of Narnia renown. And that’s pretty rarefied company, indeed.
A Father’s DreamNote: We received a complimentary copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.
“God, help me. Jehovah-Rohi.”
Okay peeps. Listen up. Cuz Mom says today’s that Valerie Thing Day. When hoomans celebrate their loved ones and stuff. And Her Momness says, “NO CHOCOATE FOR KIMBERS!!”
On the scent of a Good Read!
Well. Mom also says we have the perfect book for this Valerie Thing Day. It’s also for anyone who enjoys good historical fiction and action/adventure or outdoor writing. And for anyone who’s ever felt lonely, afraid, discouraged, or fallen in love. If any of the above are you or you’re vertical and breathing, you’re gonna want to hear this. Ready? Good. Here goes:
Can ya hear me in the back? So for Valerie’s Day and Beyond, here’s the 4-1-1:
Well. That does it! Spake I, Kimber the Magnificent.
Mom was so caught up in this high-octane adrenaline rush book thingy, she skipped second breakfast, elevenses, luncheon, afternoon tea and dinner to finish. I had to remind her about dinner! Sheesh. Now one of us is chomping at the chocolate to tell ya all about it! The other, saner one – Yours Truly – will now return to her Mom-made dinner. Finally.
Teeming with family secrets, magic, mystical creatures, betrayal, loyalty and some really rotten bad guys, J.D. Rinehart’s epic middle grade fantasy series blew us away. We finished Crown of Three Book 1 last fall. (Read our review here.) Her Royal Momness just finished Book 2, The Lost Realm.
“The prophecy only mentions three realms. What if it’s wrong? What if we’re fighting for something that isn’t true?”
I know. I’m adorable.
If Mom said it once, she’s said it a thousand times:
“Don’t judge a book by its cover.”
True that. But when it comes to books, we all do it, huh? (C’mon now. ‘Fess up. It’s just between us, okay?)
Well. Have you ever finished reading a book and wondered how in the heck did that cover wind up on that book?
I have. So I’m gonna save you a lot of time. After reading these three novels based on their covers, I’m letting you know which books deliver and which don’t.
Cuz it’s time for another rip roarin- edition of the Big Kitty Litter Box in the Sky Awards.
What’s a Big Kitty Litter Box in the Sky Award? Tip: You sooo don’t want to get one! Cuz these are titles you can skip and not miss a blessed thing.
Here’s the short list of qualifications for a Big Kitty Litter Box in the Sky award (subject to change whenever we feel like it):
Note: We received a complimentary copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.
Four middle-aged women go on a “girls reunion” to a rundown “holistic” yoga center thingy in Butte, Montana. Brooke, Krista, Quinn and Tracy first met at a Mommy and Me group when their kids were little. A long time ago. Now the quartet is headed to Big Sky Country and a retreat for body, soul, and mind.
Pages & Paws 