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A Kindle Tip

A little tip for you – something I knew about and yet I never did until I realized I was wasting money on books that I knew I wouldn’t enjoy as soon as started to read them.

Read the excerpts. Many, many books offer the first x number of pages for your reading pleasure, completely free of charge. (At least on the Kindle they do… I haven’t looked into anything else yet.)

I’ve begun doing this and hopefully it will cut down on the number of duds that I buy. It is extremely hard to maintain frequent reviews when I won’t review a book unless I think it is at least a little worth your time to read it. And unfortunately I can’t afford to buy hundreds of books that I don’t enjoy.

I completely understand why so many people are frustrated by the chaff that is out there. The worst part is, many of the books I refuse to review would have gotten at least three or maybe even four stars if the author had hired a really good editor.

Feel free to impart any suggestions you might have for future books!

See you soon.

Ender’s Game: Orson Scott Card

Ender's Game“In order to develop a secure defense against a hostile alien race’s next attack, government agencies breed child geniuses and train them as soldiers. A brilliant young boy, Andrew “Ender” Wiggin lives with his kind but distant parents, his sadistic brother Peter, and the person he loves more than anyone else, his sister Valentine. Peter and Valentine were candidates for the soldier-training program but didn’t make the cut–young Ender is the Wiggin drafted to the orbiting Battle School for rigorous military training.

Ender’s skills make him a leader in school and respected in the Battle Room, where children play at mock battles in zero gravity. Yet growing up in an artificial community of young soldiers Ender suffers greatly from isolation, rivalry from his peers, pressure from the adult teachers, and an unsettling fear of the alien invaders. His psychological battles include loneliness, fear that he is becoming like the cruel brother he remembers, and fanning the flames of devotion to his beloved sister. Back on Earth, Peter and Valentine forge an intellectual alliance and attempt to change the course of history.”

This book is, without a doubt, one of my favorite science fiction novels. Don’t let yourself be deterred by the fact that the protagonist is just a kid. There is nothing just about Ender Wiggin.

This story will have you wrapped around its little finger so tight you won’t want to leave. It is a brilliantly woven tale that has more depth and meaning than hundreds of other novels combined.

If you don’t finish this story feeling overwhelmed and like you have just discovered something phenomenal, I’ll eat my hat.

If you haven’t read it, and you’re a science fiction fan with a hankering for a story that is a little deeper than just aliens and laser guns, (and perhaps enjoy books like 1984 and The Chrysalids) – read this. When you’re done, come back and tell me how incredible it was.


Warning: There is violence and some graphic imagery.

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(I’d give it more if I could.)

Find the ebook on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Kobo Books and Ebooks.com

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Zoom zoom…

You would think that working from home in an officially freelance capacity would provide me with a plethora of time to update my blogs… That was certainly the plan!

It seems that this amazing idea is not so simple as I thought that it would be. If I thought my previous to do lists were huge – I had no comprehension of what lists really are. I have decided to make no promises about how often I’ll update my blogs, but I would like you to know that I’ll do so as often as possible.

If this one seems to be neglected, chances are that I’ve been updating one of my other blogs. I know, it seems a little odd to have several of them, but I hate mixing topics. This is my all around general blog – it’ll have hints about my personal life, my work and all the random things that pop into my head.

My second blog is about to be renamed, but it hosts anything that I have to say about my hometown.

The third one is my way of justifying the fact that I just bought a Kindle. I’m using it to write reviews of e-books, (only positive ones).

 
Feel free to check either of them out, and of course let me know what you think!
Have a fabulous day and I’ll be back just as soon as I can.

Enforcer: Lauren Dane

Enforcer“Nina Reyes is a just barely reformed grifter who has left her past and her criminal record behind. That is until her brother shows up on her doorstep with some rogue werewolves out to kill him.Nina gets further drawn into the web of intrigue when Lex Warden, Cascadia Pack’s Enforcer, comes to her for help and she ends up needing his protection.There are missing viral agents, the werewolf mafia, death threats, arson and a whole lot of scorching sex and acerbic wit between them.Welcome to the Northwest and Cascadia Pack. “

Here it is folks, the first review of a good book that I have read on my Kindle. I was starting to lose hope until I began reading this novel.

Note: This book contains profanity and explicit content.
That warning aside, it is very well written as well as a smooth and easy read. The story-line is entertaining and interesting – I didn’t find any of it too slow.
If you’re a fan of paranormal romance I would definitely recommend trying this book out. Don’t forget, if you’re unsure about an e-book you can usually download the beginning of the novel to ‘try if before you buy it’.
It involves werewolves and a great deal of naked-ness, beyond that you’ll have to read it to find out for yourself!

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Buy Enforcer for Kindle

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The Beaver Incident

For anyone who may have witnessed the incident this morning I would first like to say: I was not the one in the middle of the road waving my arms around like a crazy person. Nor was I the one that first uttered the words “baby beaver”.

Now for my story.
It was early – I had slept in far too late and was enjoying the break from my hectic start as my sister drove the both of us to work.
It was supposed to be uneventful and the story was supposed to end with both of us arriving at work nice and early.
My expectations were obviously much, much too high.
A small, brown bundle of fur waddled across the road and changed it all.
This sister of mine – who shall not be named because I would like to remain in my currently uninjured state – slowed to a stop to avoiding hitting it, and turned her emergency lights on. We were now sitting at a complete stop in front of the Medicine Hat College.
I may have been the one to ask in hushed tones, “what is it??” — but it wasn’t my lips that uttered the two dreaded words, “baby beaver”.
I accepted this possibility without question – after all, it is the only water loving animal in Alberta, right?
I was immediately horrified by the thought of such a magnificent creature, a symbol of our country, the icon on our nickel, meeting such a terrible fate.
This horror was only compounded by its juvenile nature. Where was its mother? Why was it SO FAR AWAY from the river?
“What can we do? We can’t just leave it here!” The panic and desperation in my voice must have spurred her into action.
She lept from the car (after carefully checking for traffic) and set about trying to shoo the poor little thing off the road.
I sat in the car.
I wasn’t just sitting there idly – oh no. She was being so brave I had to do something to help – lucky me I had just heard the number for Rock 105.3! Everyone knows if you need to tell someone… something… and don’t know who – phone a radio station!

But, I hate talking on the phone. And the thought of being live on air makes my stomach get a little woosy.
Luckily, while my fingers were poised – ready to dial. My amazing sis managed to get the fuzzy ball of brown fur into the grass by the college. Success!!
She jumped back in the car – and we were off. Two heroes! (Well ok, one hero, but I had watched the whole thing very intently!!)
We drove about ten feet.
That’s as far as we got before it darted out in front of us again. We could’ve honked… just kept going…
“It’s going to get run over…” I muttered, more to myself than anything.

I don’t usually try and instigate things… I swear.

She was back out, shooing the animal, and this time I was ready.
With my genius intelligence I recalled the number for the radio station. Amazing! I’m pretty much Einstein!
Poncho answered – and to my incredible surprise I actually managed to make sense. I informed him that there was a baby beaver on the road in front of the college and I wasn’t sure who to phone.
My chest puffed up a little and everything – ‘Look at me! I’m doing a good deed!’
It was only when he asked me if I was certain that it was a beaver that I began to wonder about the whole venture. When the possibility that it was a muskrat was mentioned, I denied it. No no. I couldn’t be that foolish. I know a baby beaver when I see one! Never mind that I hadn’t actually gotten close to it…
I’m just going to say that my thought process was a little jumbled up because as I was trying to form cohesive sentences- I was also watching my sister try and shoo the animal out from under a car that had stopped for her.
Imagine for a moment what that poor driver was thinking as this seeming lunatic ran up to their car and began making shooing motions at the side of it! Very distracting. (As unsafe as it sounds it was very early, and the traffic around was minimal!)
Well kudos to my sis, she got the critter into the grass again (on the complete other side of the road) and got back in the car.
I was still talking to Poncho.
“Who is this?”
I winced – revealing my name?? What would this do to my reputation as an extremely clever individual?
“This is Beth calling.” I said as politely as I could. That conversation just needed to end!
I didn’t want to listen to the radio anymore. I knew that they would be unable to resist airing it. And I was right. There it was – my voice claiming that a poor baby beaver was in the middle of the road.
And at the end of it, “thanks Beth Calling.”
Oooh. How could I have made such a classic blunder?? Wait. Panicking about a lost baby beaver might be worse. Damn.
My face may have been flaming a little bit, but I was doing ok – no one would ever know that it was ME.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, we pulled into the parking lot at work.
The first words that were said to me after I walked in the door? “Hey Beth – were you just on the radio??”
Oh the horror.
After all of this – we still made it to work on time.
Important Notice: Please watch out for beavers near the Medicine Hat College.

Photo courtesy of the unnamed sister’s cell.

You’ve Got Mail

This is just a quick note to let you know that I have not forgotten about you. Oh no! On the contrary, I am pleased to announce that my Kindle arrived today. Very shortly I will be reading oodles of novels, and hopefully finding a whole ton that are fabulous enough for me to review!

Stay tuned. :)

Kindle for PC

While I’m waiting for my Kindle to arrive I have been reading all my newly purchased e-books on my laptop. This scenario is far from ideal, and I think because I can’t physically hold my laptop up like a book my attention wanders more than normal.

I am using the Free to Download “Kindle for PC”, which can be found on Amazon. The program itself is very simple, so I have no problems there.

On a side note I have found that by lowering the brightness on my laptop I can focus a little bit better. However, I will never be able to read on my laptop as comfortably as I can read a book.

I haven’t tried any of the other apps, but if I do I’ll be sure to let you know!

For Sentimental Reasons

The walls that seemed so sturdy only moments ago have begun to waver in the face of memory. A strain of tune, from another lifetime, another me – pulls me back to those long walks. Just me, alone with my music, in a world so far away from what I knew.
Sitting in a coffee shop, where no one knew me, and the only thing that mattered was the words spilling out from the keys. Tales built from dreams and songs that whispered around my head.
My stardust melody…