The mist in your eyes
As you find yourself waking
Holds magic vision
Washes away any fears
Clearing the way for insight
©2020 Annette Rochelle Aben


The mist in your eyes
As you find yourself waking
Holds magic vision
Washes away any fears
Clearing the way for insight
©2020 Annette Rochelle Aben

Do remember that these days, you aren’t allowed to give the pesky lizards a good old-fashioned singeing. A fact they don’t need to know…
Castellan the Black, mighty dragon warrior, features in my short story Picky Eaters, written to provide a humorous escape from all the stuff that isn’t happening on Wyvern Peak… All proceeds for the duration of its publishing life are donated to mental health charities.

I finished this audio book this morning and will review it on PWR (Powerful Women Readers) before long. I read 75 pages of this:

Another read was

of which I was able to read 47 pages. During the Reverse Readathon, I started and read on three different books, alternating for variety. I finished one, started one for my “Celebration of Color” challenge (hint, the only caption I mentioned color in), and almost completed the other.
The rest of the time I counted for the Readathon was spent doing “bookish things.”
Today, Sunday, we had much-needed thunderstorms, and I was able to lounge about in my “Coffee, a rainy day, and a good book–My idea of Paradise” T-shirt. It has been a very good day…
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Today is National Book Lover’s Day, a day set aside to celebrate books and all things “bookish.” It is an “unofficial holiday observed to encourage bibliophiles to celebrate reading and literature. ” In honor of the day, celebrate by turning off your smartphone for a while, and grabbing a good book to read (or listen to an audiobook).I plan to finish listening to
. I started this book during my time spent with the Dewey Reverse Readathon, and am approaching the end.
Grab a book and join me today. Happy Reading!

Last night, around 9 p.m. I remembered that my friend Deb Nance, who is a blogging friend living in the same town as I, was hosting at the Dewey’s 24 Hour REVERSE Readathon. I had done Dewey’s 24 a few times, once staying up all 24 hours, with the exception of a three hour nap. This time instead of holding the Readathon from 7 a.m. one day until 7 a.m. the next day, Dewey’s did a reverse Readathon beginning at 7 p.m. 8/7, lasting until 7 p.m. 8/8. Debby always has fun things to do and great giveaways during her hosting hour. I spent from 9-10 p.m. reading, commenting on, and enjoying her post, plus scrolled back to catch a post or two I’d missed during the week. Posting and reading posts counts as “bookish” activity according to Dewey’s. Then, at ten, I began listening to
a delightful audiobook which I soon became enamored of. Because I had the lights off, I fell asleep sometime around 10:45.
When I awoke it was 12:30, I found where I’d “left the book’s company” and began listening again. After an hour, I started a really engaging small, hardback some kind soul had left in my LFL (Little Free Library).
At 2 a.m., I remembered I had read a bit of
this book earlier in the day, and thought I’d wind my night-owl reading down with a few sections from it. (The book has lines separating sections, not chapters, very different, and would be hard to follow were it not for the family tree at the front of the book, which I kept the thumb of my left hand tucked into for quick reference as to who was who). After only 20 minutes, I knew I was going to nod off again, so I gave up, turned off the light and slept until 5:30 a.m. At that time, I again listened to
.
Still listening, I ate a cup of homemade soup for breakfast around 6 and listened until 8.
Wanting to be at the post office by 9, I showered and dressed, and off I went, taking care of two other errands as well, and stopping by to see Deb Nance of Readerbuzz and deliver a book I’d promised her the night before.
I took a break, ate lunch/brunch, and slept again from 11:30 until 12:50. From then until now (2:15 p.m. Saturday, the 8th) I listened and read from the same three books. Posting this is a “bookish” activity, and my participation in
the Readathon continues.
I plan to give an update on the end of my day and the progress made during the Readathon either later this evening or tomorrow. Stay tuned…and keep on reading!


SATURDAY MORNINGS FOR KIDS 8/8/2020 THROWBACK EDITION
This was one of my favorite Cybils contenders in 2019 when I acted as a first round reader for the award. Wendy S. Swore has written a sensitive, special book about Sophie, who has a port wine birthmark that she considers “hideous,” and convinces this fairy-tale fan that she is some kind of a marked monster, that some evil fairy or evil stepmother has cast a curse on her and all those she cares for. This obsession becomes a psychological problem that dictates Sophie’s every thought and move. It is a moving, unforgettable book.
Emma Otheguy brings another 2019 publication, Silver Meadows Summer to tweens, especially artistically “gifted” young girls. Gabriella wants to be like her girlfriends, but her cousin, Carolina, who is a “country bumpkin” is staying the summer. Loyalties to friends and family are at stake.

One doesn’t think of a dragon as a picky eater, but one doesn’t think of a dragon as a grandpa either, does one? This delightful story by blogging friend and Starblind series author, S.J. Higbee is so much fun to read. She had me at the beginning lines when the grand-dragon, Castellan thought his grandkids/dragonets were up to something and “tip taloned across” the cavern where he was babysitting them. Sammy Jo, the dragonet queenling reminded Castellan of his departed wife, she was so much like her grandmother, and she had inherited the skill/gift of time travel as had he. Her father, Rondell, in Castellan’s opinion, “the waste of skin and scales who ended up with [his] daughter,” Emmy Lou provides much humor as the beleaguered son-in-law in the story.
Such detail is given to the dragons’ lair (for example, as Higbee describes Emmy Lou’s “sleeping mound” of golden coins as “chinking as she settled down” for a nap after an energy expending adventure of traveling in time), and the characterization of each of the dragon characters is exquisite. I know from comments and conversations on her blog Brainfluff that dragons are one of her favorites, and she certainly does them justice in this story.
This is a rollicking read for all ages and members of the family. I highly recommend it. It is available in paperback from Amazon and may be available on Kindle as well. Proceeds from the sales go to National Health Charities. UK
First Line Fridays, or Friday Firstliners, as I choose to corrupt the name originated with Hoarding Books and is also hosted by Wandering Words, two blogs worth checking into. “They” ask readers to open a book they are reading, or one they are anticipating reading and copy the first line or so in order to pique readers’ interest in reading the book. My Friday Firstliner is from The Light Years by Elizabeth Jane Howard, a book I have started thinking toward my upcoming “Celebration of Color” challenge (more on that in another post–hint: the cover is red.)
“The day began when the alarm clock (given to Phyllis by her mother when she started service) went off and on and on and on until she quenched it.” Phyllis is a servant in a big house, and the novel seems to be (I’ve only read 22 pages.) a Downton Abbey/Upstairs Downstairs set in the 1930s. It will be a good “getaway read” while I work on my online class.