Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Book Review: God Gave Us Thankful Hearts by Lisa Tawn Bergren

God Gave us Thankful Hearts by Lisa Tawn Bergen

Rating: 5/5 Stars

For my daughter, I try to find books that have a great moral for her to learn. So when the opportunity to review this book came along I took the chance. If anytime I could fill Emmy's bookcase with a great book I jump at the opportunity. What is wonderful about this book is the moral and the illustrations which are beautifully done. The book is hardcover, which is great with any toddler who likes to "read" by themselves. The message within this story is to teach our young ones that we should be grateful everything that comes our way. The story is about a young pup who is saddened by the end of Autumn and look for the positive in all everything. Its a great lesson to be taught at any age.

I recommend this book for all ages, but great for children 3+

Wednesday, August 17, 2016

Story Excerpt: December




Before Spencer could pass the note back Julian the bus stopped at a screeching halt. The pause awoke the students on the bus. The bus driver stood up before he skimmed the students then back out the window. Alexis still fatigued tugged at Michael’s shirt and asked what was going on.

“I don’t know Alexis” Michael said and stood up as he moved to the front of the bus.

Michael stopped next to Julian, who peered at the driver. The two boys swapped dirty looks to one another and looked out the window. The night sky had darkened, blackness engulfed the outside and a white mist fog enclosed the bus.

“Frank what’s going on?” Julian inquired as the bus driver sat back down in his seat with no sound.

“Yo Frank?!” Michael called out and strode towards Frank as the rest of the students started to clean the windows. The fog had made the view unrecognizable and a chill throughout the bus. Michael shook Frank’s shoulders as he tried to catch his attention, but instead Frank fell to the floor lifeless.

“What the hell Mike?” Lewis shouted as everyone screamed in dread. Julian jumped out his seat hurried over to Frank and checked his pulse.

“Mike man he isn’t breathing” Julian said, and tried again to get a pulse.

“Julian I swear he was just fine you saw” Michael said as he watched Julian do CPR.

Alexis strolled to the middle aisle and sat in the seat next to Spencer and glanced at Avery, who had her cell phone in her hands. Frank started to convulse which alarmed Julian and Michael. The other students started to panic further as they tried to open the back door. Lewis leapt over his sister to the two boys who tousled around the unconscious driver.

“Lewis just move” Julian said as he pushed Lewis. The other students walked off the back of the bus and rummaged for a signal for their cell phones.

“Julian don’t” Avery said as she got up and helped Lewis off the floor.

“Okay guys I just think it’s time for us to go and call 911 maybe Frank had a stroke” Alexis said petrified and clenched the edge of a seat.

Spencer sat in her seat, she gawked out the window with her iPod still on. “I agree with Alexis lets go” Lewis said, grasped his sister’s wrist, pulled her to the back of the bus.

Alexis got off the back of the bus with Lewis and Avery. Julian felt culpable that he had to leave Frank there, but felt Michael thrust him towards the rear of the bus.


“Kevin has a signal and he is trying to call the police” Avery said the wind blustered around them.

Lewis in a frenzied panic looked around the grounds, he saw a million of the faces, but not the one he had anticipated for.

“Lewis …” Alexis asked and watched the alarm fill in his eyes.

“Where’s Spencer?” Lewis asked as the back door on the bus slammed shut.

“She was right next to me on the bus” Alexis said and glanced around. Lewis ran to the door and strained to open it with his might but it wouldn’t shunt.

“Spence, Spencer!” Julian screamed and slammed his hands on the windows as he exasperated to find her.

“Why didn’t you guys grab her!” Lewis squawked and sprinted to the side of the bus.

“This isn’t our fault” Michael yelled back at Lewis.

“Screw this” Lewis said. He punched the glass of the door and extended in to open the emergency door. Spencer staggered forward covered in blood and fell out onto the ground as everyone shrieked.

Monday, August 15, 2016

July


Playing pretend
Aren’t I coy?

Legs crossed
Eyes lowered
Waiting to be devoured

Tuesday, August 9, 2016

Book Review: I Almost Forgot About You by Terry McMillan

I Almost Forgot About You by Terry McMillan

Rating: 3.5/5 Stars

I was interested in reading a book from a well-known author and an author I am familiar with. Ms. McMillan is an American Author is probably known best for her works (well at least to me) Waiting To Exhale and How Stella Got Her Groove Back. Both of these novels were also adapted into films starring Angela Basset and other well-known actors of color. That is another reason I wanted to read this novel, it was a diverse piece of work. Currently I am trying to include a lot of diversity in my own works and library. As a woman of color it’s important that the representation is out there. 

However, and do not get me wrong in every single piece of work I wrote includes representation in any way! Back to the novel I love that Georgia is an educated and successful professional woman in her fifties trying to figure out what she wants. Her children are grown, her best friends compliment her and she is working single beautifully. Yet the relatable felling varies as the book advances and it gets a little boring. When Georgia reminisces and decide to look back at the men she dated is amazing, but gets muddy over with the drama with the other around her.

 I won’t spoil the end! Yet I would have wanted a different one for Georgia. I would recommend this book to anyone who enjoys diverse books and strong women. 

Monday, August 8, 2016

Summer in New York City 2016

"Summer is the annual permission slip to be lazy. To do nothing and have it count for something. To lie in the grass and count the stars. To sit on a branch and study the clouds."
Summer is the annual permission slip to be lazy. To do nothing and have it count for something. To lie in the grass and count the stars. To sit on a branch and study the clouds.
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Summer is the annual permission slip to be lazy. To do nothing and have it count for something. To lie in the grass and count the stars. To sit on a branch and study the clouds. Regina Brett
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Summer is the annual permission slip to be lazy. To do nothing and have it count for something. To lie in the grass and count the stars. To sit on a branch and study the clouds. Regina Brett
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Summer is the annual permission slip to be lazy. To do nothing and have it count for something. To lie in the grass and count the stars. To sit on a branch and study the clouds. Regina Brett
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Summer is the annual permission slip to be lazy. To do nothing and have it count for something. To lie in the grass and count the stars. To sit on a branch and study the clouds. Regina Brett
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Summer is the annual permission slip to be lazy. To do nothing and have it count for something. To lie in the grass and count the stars. To sit on a branch and study the clouds. Regina Brett
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