Monday, January 31, 2022
Saturday, January 29, 2022
You Know Folks, me and Joe are a lot alike... His favorite phrase has brought many fond memories for me, since we're about the same age and background...Not, like you know who... Anyway, I can remember when, in conversations, people in my area would say things like... "Folks in this area are mostly farmers."... or "You folks, come to visit us soon!" It was a different era... Those were times when hugging somebody when we see them, as philia friends, we thought nothing about it...and welcomed their embrace... And we touched an arm or a shoulder as we interacted, letting them know we liked and cared for them...
As an aside, have you ever thought to use a word in your writing, then wondered if there was a song to go along... Almost always, I've been able to find something and so enjoy YouTube's expansive music library of all genres...
Anyway, I had a good night's sleep, thanks to the guidance of my doctor, Dr. B. I needed a little of this and a little of that...but just enough that I wouldn't sleep all day, which I had been doing... Thankfully, I'm so susceptible to medicines that Tylenol-like generic pain pills can relieve most of my pain...and I know that I'd never be able to become addicted by meds like many have unfortunately done. I remember, one of the pain meds I was given after my brain surgery, really affected me...and I didn't realize it...until later. Dr. B and I talked about it and I stopped immediately even though I had some still available...
Carl Brookins, whose latest book is Sins of Edom, recently commented on Facebook that he noticed that we had a lot of mutual friends...Of course we do...we are all book lovers and there is a great community of writers and readers who merge together into dozens of groups and then talk and share. I've found that many of my connections built up over years...thousands and thousands...normally have the same life views as well... I find that very cool and reassuring!
But back to reality...I'm now not only snowed in, but unable to go in or out of my home... Living in a cabin in the woods is normally wonderful, but I have a little stream crossing the entrance of my property which required a bridge in which a hole has developed. Soooo, that means no more deliveries by Walmart or anybody else until spring, maybe, who knows? My loving family, even with Covid, came in and taped off my driveway and put a garbage can into the hole (so you know that size is dangerous), threw my mail in on the floor and told me not to touch it for several days...and went on home... We talked with the door between us, talking loud, saying I love you... God Blesses us with those you need through loving philia relationships...
So why am I being specific about the different types of love? Well, I'm being told, along with the rest of the world, that Joe Biden...blah, blah...blah. Give me a break! I quickly shared that women are now going up to hug him...as I would...because we know what kind of man he is... You know, like any woman normally knows the intentions of a man, especially those who would share locker room humor (words not mine, but from another guy) that he could grab...well, you know what...so we know that the two men are quite, quite different, don't we?
So, once in a while, I worry about how America has become so...changed. Sexualized, I call it...Worse, Violence is rampant...so why do I continue to love mystery, suspense and thrillers, oftentimes with violence as a basic component of the plot... I just do...and if you're like me, I hope, it's because we always want to root for the good guy winning over the bad guy!
Still, personally, I think it has gone too far on public television and, especially, in gaming where you never know what that video really is going to contain... I'm not even a parent, but I worry just how bad it is for children and teenagers...the target of many criminals and worse...sexual predators... More than ever before, it bugs me that my president is being criticized for...hugging...!!! The thing about today's girls and women, they have no guidance in the different types of love, given to us as humans: agape, philia and eros... Each are different, but our young people little from today's world to realize that a touch on the shoulder or a hug is simply showing philia love...the love of a friend who cares about you. It has NO relationship to eros love... normally between spouses... Today it has gone so far beyond the norm that there are even words for criminals... pedophiles, rapists, human traffickers... I know one thing, I have no problem identifying what and when these people are involved with me... Only the words justice, vengeance, come to mind...
In Dishonorable Death by Linda Prather, you'll see some quotes in my review about claiming that any individual has both good and evil within us... Sometimes, like the main characters in her most recent book, we actually learn what the limitations are for ourselves...and work to deal with that awareness... Today, people get upset and become violent on planes, putting many, many people in danger...or they attack an elderly Chinese man or woman on the street...just because... Has self-control been lost by humanity? I don't think so...most people are good, we know it by their actions...and we must realize that there is just a very small percentage of humanity who have lost all knowledge of, maybe even, the loss of their soul...
Biden talks about taking back--bringing back the soul of the Nation. I can understand fully why he said it and made it part of his program...the soul has been covered by the powerful, shoved down by predators who care nothing about anybody else but themselves... We need to dig deep and find our souls and fill them with Truth. God is Truth... I strive to be truthful... and find, for many reasons, I cannot even tolerate untruths at this point in my life...
Anyway, I've been on a Linda Prather reading marathon...One of the new things, available on the latest Kindle, is that it can pick up on what you are reading or buying...and bring up different books by that author. That's Cool and if I haven't read or don't remember buying it, it is programmed to tell that you already bought it! Which I see often since my memory on titles or names is failing these days... perfectly natural according to an expert I heard on Tamron's show... Do you watch Tamron Hall? I don't watch every show, if I have no interest in what is covered. But she had one this week on new books! Loved it! And The View is right after that, so this fan is waiting for her one definite show to watch each day...
Speaking of books, I am thrilled to share that I read and reviewed the first book published by Linda Prather. I was drawn to it not only by the topic but by Linda's name...Prather...a beloved family name to which I was attached by marriage... Don't think I ever asked if she had any relatives in Ohio...but you may have read comments about my uncle who worked at Hoover, inviting all of us to their annual picnic...and how close I was to his daughter, Beverly, who we all called Babe...
Hey, I told you I was in a rambling mood...
Linda's first book was called The Gifts... https://gabixlerreviews-bookreadersheaven.blogspot.com/2012/06/linda-prathers-debut-novel-surpassed-by.html
Note that Blogger has been totally revised and I'm still learning...so I didn't know how to link from a highlight yet...but at least I could easily find a review from ten years ago...although I lost a pic...sigh...computers are so wonderful, but then they are only as good as the humans behind them...either creators or users...LOL
Now, here's the biggie news! Her latest book is out! I'm normally a slow reader to try to remember and, often, try to solve the problem in any mystery, suspense or thriller book... But...that could not happen with CHECKMATE.When I started to read, I couldn't stop from going faster and faster...I had to know what was coming next...and next...and next... I read it in one day...
But I'll tell you more...soon! LOL
What I wanted to share today was Linda's Introduction to her latest book...and talk about it a little...
Dear Readers, I began writing when my kids were in college. My first memorable laughs was when my freshman downloaded a few chapters of a book I was working on and submitted it as his work. He received an A, but I wasn’t very happy with him. Since that time my imagination has taken me on many journeys into criminal minds, the paranormal/psychic world and even a smidgen of romance. Unfortunately the pandemic slowed that progress and Checkmate is my first work in over a year.
Most authors will tell you the characters can be quite bothersome when they feel they have a story that needs to be written and your fingers aren’t moving on the keyboard. Adam Blackstone quickly became a favorite as did the feisty Samantha Prescott.
I often wonder what parts of my personality these two play. Living in Lexington, Kentucky I felt it would be totally unrealistic for me not to use the names of streets and areas, although I assure you many of these are used in a fictitious manner and you may not find the building you’re looking for there. As many of my fans are from the UK area, I’ll reference here that when I speak of the UK football team I’m referencing the University of Kentucky. If this is your first book by me, I truly hope you enjoy it.
If you’re a fan of my previous work, you may find this one slightly different than previous novels and I hope you enjoy the change. As I grow as an author I challenge myself with different characters, different plots and different styles. My dream is to write a crime/thriller/mystery comedy and hopefully I’ll accomplish that this year. An avid reader myself, I’m amazed when simple words on a page can make me laugh out loud. That is true talent and those authors have my greatest admiration.
May 2022 find you well, safe and make all your dreams come true.
Linda S. Prather, Author
I think I've mentioned that since I've stopped taking requests for reviews that I've been reading a lot of series books, sometimes even those that come in sets with three and more running one right after each other...Now that's what I call a true book reader's heaven...!
Friday, January 28, 2022
"Most of us have a good and evil side.
Things happen, and sometimes
we just can’t control the evil.”
Wednesday, January 26, 2022
And not in any way, able to be reviewed without providing too much of the plot. It is a Must Read, like no other, especially if you are a parent. I am in awe of Prather's skill and obvious research needed to create such a much-needed book, albeit,
fiction. Only one other book, Seduced: The Grooming of America's Teenagers, has made such a long-lasting impression on me. The topic could only be relieved by the humorous dialogue that, having read the first two books in the series, we have come to enjoy. The characters have already been finely drawn. But in this book, the potential power of the ultimate goal of the crime is breathtaking...
“I knew there was a reason I kept you around.” Dave guffawed, started the car and pulled away from the station, humming a love song. I gritted my teeth to keep from sticking my foot in my mouth with a comment that would only escalate his brutal teasing. It’s my own fault. I’m the one that said we were friends with benefits.
And, don't pay attention to Dave's teasing, there is no wedding in this last book! But...lots of Lillipop
“That all?” Dave threw his hands up in the air. “You jumped my ass like I’d eaten your last dog biscuit.” “First of all, I did not jump your ass. Put your hands back on the wheel.” I glanced in the rearview mirror and Greg smiled. “If Greg were a lollipop, little miss cheerleader would still be licking.”
The car swerved, and Dave headed for a driveway, whipped in and stopped. His face flushing a deep red as he gasped for air. “Dave, are you okay? What’s wrong?” He beat his hands against the wheel and gasped. “You… got… to… warn…a… guy… before… you… say… something… like… that.” He opened his door and scooted out, tears rolling down his face as he bent over from the waist. “Lollipop.” A deep shuddering howl rumbled up from his stomach as he slapped his knees. “Licking.”
“Shit.” I crossed my arms and huddled in the seat. “I thought the bastard was having a heart attack.”
I can only finish by adding hash tags:
#Awesome #Teenagers #computer gaming #mind control #parental responsibility #parental abuse #outstanding plot #Unforgettable #Hacking #Voice Control #child psychology
Sunday, January 23, 2022
Tears fill my eyes as I read the words of the hymn, and remember that I was particular to pay attention to the timing provided... The Words: They've stayed in my heart and have been those I've strived to follow... For whatever reason, I found that the words of music came to mean more to me than the Bible... Later, when I was able to play a little better, although not ever the greatest, I came to play as if I were singing the words, the phrasing of the music then became more of my prayer, I believe...
I was a child, a baby in Christ and He welcomed me as He does all children, no matter what race, color, or religion...God the Father sent Christ His Son to sacrifice His life for all of His children. His Name is Wonderful!
I love Wonderful Grace of Jesus, don't you? Especially when sung in parts. It's fun to sing and brings joy to you, right?! But His Name is Wonderful brought different and new thoughts...
I used to sing Jesus Gave Her Water as a solo, although not so spirited as my Black spirited friends. I normally sing slowly, spelling out the words I want to share... Jesus Gave Her Water! THAT WAS NOT FROM THE WELL! Gave Her living Water...and sent her forth to tell. That's a powerful message, isn't it? Jesus went to a woman who was not of his faith, perhaps not even a woman who spoke of a god... And she went away singing...came back bringing!
You Know, Folks (I know, I know, I did it on purpose, LOL) I believe that, having been created by Him, that Jesus takes us, just as we are! It's not about being white, or black, or "non-white" as they say these days... It's not about whether you believe in God, or not... It's about opening your heart and life to what is meant for you to be...I happen to believe that Jesus wants to speak to all of us and share His Love, no matter who you are or what race, religion, or nationality you happen to have been born into. So I'll share, but never condemn your own beliefs, sound fair?
Saturday, January 22, 2022
As I starting reading the first page of the latest book by Carl Brookins, I found myself entering into a space where I have often gone. Even as one of the main characters studied the way the sanctuary was presented, I could hear the soft music playing in the background. Perhaps someone was practicing or perhaps quiet meditative hymns were played in the church at all times. In any event words written by Brookins took on a life that was common for me...
ALAN Lockem stood in the back of the sanctuary of the church, leaning against the wall. His arms were crossed. He hadn't been in that church since his baptism seventy-plus years earlier. The sanctuary wasn't large; it held maybe 250 worshippers on a busy Sunday.
He stared at the pulpit, a simple lectern of finely crafted and polished white oak. It was draped with a banner in royal blue that carried a gold representation of the traditional Protestant Christian church. Behind the pulpit was the choir loft, a series of hand-made wooden chairs in a box. Against the back wall, behind the pulpit stood the altar.
In this church, it was a well-designed table that could be moved about the elevated platform as appropriate for different celebrations and services. The elevated platform or stage stretched across the breadth of the space, four wooden steps above the floor of the sanctuary with its fixed rows of wooden pews. Above the altar, against the wall of the building the arrangement of organ pipes, both real and false, soared in a precise arrangement of several rows, some extending to the ceiling thirty feet overhead.
As bespoke the modern church, the vaulted wood-sheathed ceiling that reached high overhead was festooned with high intensity lights, speakers, and a network of black connecting wires. Two walls carried multiple well-crafted stained glass windows that displayed fragments of important Christian messages from the Bible.
Between the pews and the steps to the altar, a long strip of bright yellow plastic tape hung from the railings on each side of the space and displayed a different message repeated in black block type.
CRIME SCENE DO NOT CROSS
A church setting is often used for many fictional novels in the Christian faith. Perhaps it is to remind us that, even in the church, participants can commit sins of the flesh. Indeed, once Alan had studied the "scene of the crime," he went on to where the sin of murder had occurred. Was he surprised that one of the victims was the pastor of the church? And who and why was the young woman there in the church with him? Perhaps a natural assumption was that the two individuals had been involved in an affair. That was, of course, one of the options that Alan Lockem and his partner in more ways than one, Marjorie Kane would explore.
characters are retired professionals who continue to be involved even in their declining years. I have interacted with the writer online and found him to be a concerned citizens of America, as well as having an avid involvement in the Arts, sharing about his experiences often about this symphony or another program. It was easy for this reader to place him into the main character's role and I found getting to know him and his family life was heartwarming. Much like another favorite writer of mine Aaron Lazar, who often sets his mysteries in his home environment where he's constantly tending his garden, dealing with children... Both write not quite "cozy" but similar in style, just with more complex, and often extraordinary, in the type of plot created. I enjoy both types, of course...as an avid fan of all things mysterious...
Thursday, January 20, 2022
Tired of Winter, Worry about Covid, or Divided America?
Escape with Regis Auffray into Summer's Delight~
I Was Happy
I was intimate
when birds sang
sun shone and warmed
rain refreshed and cooled
children played carefreely
I was one of them
moon rose and silver lined
with love and light
went about their way
the sea sighed
in sweet serenity
swishing the shore
of golden sand
with the lilt of the breeze
caressing our presence
the fullness of it all
all was well
when you were here with me
it is still all fine
all well in the waiting
© Regis Auffray
Regis has given me blanket authorization to use any of his poetry here at Book Readers Heaven...Thank you So Muc Regis! Find his home at Authors Den!
I chose Summertime as one of my Oldie Goldies songs which will never be forgotten...
Now Spend some extra time, just relax...enjoying my favorite Tenor, and a wonderful surprise, His Daughter! You Can't Help but Become Calm and Enjoy!