Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Book Review: The Cult of Light and Lies

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Available at Amazon and Barnes & Noble

Synopsis:
Warning – adultery

One night, and one stupid mistake, turned the life of suburban housewife and mother, Tilley Jenkins, into a prison of paranoia and fear. Dancing and drinking on a rare girl’s night out, feeling young and sexy, she flirts with a man she met briefly. Before she knows it, she’s had too much to drink and no way home.

She wakes in the morning and finds herself in bed with him, the first man she’s slept with, besides her husband, in twenty-five years. Her guilt spirals her down the pathway of depression and alcoholism, while her spirited and popular daughter rebels and falls into the hands of neighbors involved in a powerful and outlandish cult. Tilley gets the shock of her life, when she encounters the cult members and their strange beliefs as she fights to regain the trust and love of her daughter, and regain her own self-esteem in the process.


What can I say? This book and I didn't click. The main character, Tilley is an alcoholic whose life is literally crumbling around her. She's killing herself with the alcohol and doesn't seem to care enough to get help. Even though her family knows she drinks and she knows they know. She doesn't make a habit of it, but she does cocaine in the beginning when she is out with friends and that's when she wakes up with the stranger. I don't like Tilley, her eldest daughter, her husband or her friends. In fact, the only characters I come close to liking are her youngest daughters and that's mostly pity.

Now the dislike of all characters present would be okay if that was how they were meant to be portrayed. I can't figure that out. Tilley and her husband have these arguments where I can't even figure out where they stand on the issue. Like this one time Tilley blows off Mica (their teenage daughter) as if her problems aren't phazing her. In the next paragraph she starts raving about how out of control she is. And it leaves me unable to tell if Tilley is a complete lunatic or the writing is that bad.

The story is in the 3rd person, but only from Tilley's point of view. That is what limits my ability to discern what is really going on around her. It's all her perception and she's drunk most of the time. I think it would have been an easier read if the author had told the story from other characters as well, especially the other crazy people that are in this story.

It's a weird and thrilling tale, but I couldn't get around the issues I already listed.

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Short Story Review: AlmaMia Cienfuegos

by: Magaly Guerrero

Available at Amazon

Synopsis:
In dreams, nine-year-old AlmaMia Cienfuegos chokes on the tears and blood that bubble out of her eyes, while her sister, Soledad, gloats over the younger girl’s broken body.

Mamabuela, AlmaMia’s grandmother, insists Soledad means no harm; and AlmaMia knows the difference between nightmares and reality, but her sister still frightens her. When AlmaMia refuses to hand in a family heirloom, Soledad’s rage sends the Cienfuegos family over the edge.

Set in the Dominican Republic, “AlmaMia Cienfuegos” tells a story where blood deceives, nightmares rot, and sisters wage war on each other.


That beautiful cover is by Sunshine Shelle, you can find more of her work at her Etsy store. That was exciting to find out, her art has been featured on Magaly's blog for some time, and it's always haunting and cute. And we can all agree that's a tricky genre of art. And as a compliment to both, it gives this story a professional look.

The story itself is quite short, but full to bursting with emotion. You will finishing this story wishing you could bring AlmaMia home with you. She's such a young girl, and has such a horrid sister and mother. She actually lives with her grandmother, and hates to go home. I don't blame her, I'd rather be left alone rather than visit those 2 as well.

There is a super twist at the end that explains the sister and mother's behavior, somewhat. It's still unforgivable, but at least understandable.

The e-book is $1.99 at Amazon, which I think is a little steep for a short story. On the other hand, it's still only $2 and you know you are supporting the artist and not a publishing house. We are super spoiled with the low priced e-books. So, worth the price? You have to decide that one on your own but I would have been fine after reading the tale. It will stick with you.

Monday, May 21, 2012

Book Spotlight: MechMan

by: L.J. Garland

Available at Amazon and Barnes & Noble

Synopsis:
Raven is on a suicide mission. Jex is a biomech on a mission to save humanity. They discover their mutual passion to destroy the enemy isn’t their only desire.
A war against the Darch has raged for years, and humanity is on the verge of extinction. Scientists have created biomechs to supplement as warriors, but it’s just a temporary fix on what appears an insurmountable problem. One desperate scientist injects JXS241, a biomech warrior, with what he hopes is the solution for mankind’s survival. But the biomech is captured by the enemy.
Raven Nirvanni survives on the fringes of a shattered culture. While on a self-imposed suicide mission to annihilate an enemy destroyer, she encounters the imprisoned biomech. Deciding the fate of humanity far outweighs the destruction of a single ship, she recues him and decides to ensure he reaches his destination.
With the enemy anticipating their every move, Raven is completely taken aback when she realizes she’s falling for JXS241. But can she really love a machine? And if so, can he reciprocate?


About the Authors:
L.J. Garland is a husband-wife writing team who has thrived within their own romance for over 20 years. One of their favorite things to do is get into a hot bubble bath and brainstorm story ideas. Amid their long list of hobbies and interests, two activities stand above the rest. They are both licensed helicopter pilots with hundreds of hours of flight time, and they practice with a variety of weaponry from long bows to high-powered combat rifles. This, along with years of military experience, gives their books a heightened sense of reality. They enjoy their life together in a house filled with love, laughter, and adventure along with their three cats, whistling guinea pig, and three boisterous sons—who conspire to ensure there’s never a dull moment. They love hearing from readers who’ve enjoyed their stories at mailto:mail@lj-garland.com

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Excerpt:
The needle slid between the third and fourth vertebrae in his neck. A flash of heat shot through him. More pressure was exerted to penetrate the synthetic cartilage of his neurospine. Accessing his internal response center, he raised the pain threshold, but not so high he couldn’t monitor the procedure. Immobile, he waited for it to be finished.

“Done.” The doctor stepped back. “JXS241, system check?”

“No change,” he said, and reset his pain threshold. “As you said, Doctor Mechins. Just a pinch.”

“Good.” The doctor made a note on his techpad. “There are three biomechs just outside the lab, waiting to escort you and the information I implanted into your neurospine to the planet Altaiga.”

“Give me a ship, doctor. I’ll get myself to Altaiga.” Taking three biomechs away from the war to act as escort was a waste of resources.

“The information you carry is critical to the war effort.” Dr. Mechins tapped the techpad. “You’ll take the escort.”

JXS241 rose from his chair. The decision was illogical, but sometimes humans determined situations based on feelings rather than sound military strategy. He yanked a black shirt over his head and shrugged into his military-issue jacket.

The science lab shook, equipment toppled, and assorted paraphernalia crashed to the floor. Alarms barked to life, an alert that the base was under attack. Dr. Mechins’ reserved manner morphed to terror. His gaze rolled toward the ceiling.

“They’ve discovered us.” He grabbed JXS241’s arm, dragged him to the lab door. “You’ve got to get out of here. Take the other biomechs, commandeer a ship, and get to Altaiga. The fate of humanity may very well depend on you.”

JXS241 stepped through the doorway. Three heavily armed escorts awaited him. One shoved a pulse rifle into his hands. He grasped the familiar weapon, glanced at it, and toggled the setting to kill.

“Wait.” The doctor clutched his shoulder. “You may notice some changes—”

The lab exploded. Hot twisted metal and glass missiled through the air, spiking everything in its path. A rush of heat shoved Dr. Mechins against JXS241, and they tumbled into the outer hallway.

Hands grabbed the biomech, lifted him to his feet, and propelled him away from the lab. On the floor lay the doctor, ripped metal and shards of glass jutting from his back, blood pooling beneath him.

“Medic required at lab, level seven,” the tallest biomech said into his com-band. His gaze shifted from the doctor to JXS241. “In line, soldier. Primary objective is to obtain a ship and fly out.”

JXS241 moved behind the other biomechs, and they hastened to the hangar where pilots scrambled to their fighters.

Scattered throughout the bay, sparks of light appeared and stretched into beings. Six-and-a-half to seven-foot men and women materialized. Graced with flaxen hair, and beatific smiles, immense gossamer wings protruded from their backs. With a serene facade they surveyed the hangar.

The enemy had arrived.
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