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Rogue Alpha- Not The Pick of the Litter

[reblogged from 38 Caliber Reviews]



Hello to you all, Dear Readers, I have a very special treat for you. We'll file this under If I Have To Suffer So Do You.


I've been reading a lot of totally forgettable ebooks lately and by forgettable I mean in 24 hrs I can't remember a single thing about the book forgettable. The great thing about self publishing means that a lot of good, solid books that traditional publishers would pass by can get published and the bad thing is a lot of books that should languish in locked desk drawers also get published. This book is one for the locked desk drawer.


Screenshot (1589)Here it is. This one falls into that "I'm going to write the kind of book that I want to read" category. I can understand that except once written do they have to foist them on the rest of us? And worse than the foisting is the number of readers who think someone's personal fantasy is the bestest book evah.


Even more depressing is that this is not her first book and it won't be her last. At least she seems able to spell.

Meet our heroine, Laura Prince, she's spending the summer deep in the woods of my home state of Michigan (the reason I bought this). She's working on her degree and studying an illness in whitetail deer.


She's out late one evening chasing down a microchipped deer when she meets a big, black wolf. He walks towards her, she walks towards him.


"I moved toward him. I don't know why I did it. Some rational part of my brain told me to scream, to run, to find the biggest stick I could and throw it at him. But, the wolf kept coming toward me. Something seemed familiar about him, absurd as I knew that was. He bared his teeth and let out a low, vibrating sound that seemed to penetrate my skin and warm my blood.

I put a hand out. ..."


Ooooo-kay. You are in the woods. A big wolf appears. He walks towards you. He bares his teeth and makes a "low, vibrating sound". Of course the most natural thing in the world is to walk towards him and stick out your hand. Not. But this is White's personal masturbatory fantasy book she wants a heroine that's TSTL and insta-lurve.


Don't get me wrong, insta-lurve does not always have my eyes rolling but it has to be done with a certain amount of, well, something that's missing from White's writing. But I guess since the wolf seems familiar and that low, vibrating sound makes her blood warm instead of freezing it in her veins it makes it totally fine to- wait for it- pet the wolf.


This tender first meeting of Our Hero and Our Heroine is rudely interrupted by gunfire.

Awwww. Enter a villain, the professor running the study Laura is participating in. You know he's a villain because White seems to lack much subtlety or nuance in her writing. I will give her credit for not equipping him with a cape and a mustache that he constantly twirls but that is the end of it. Professor Flood is a smirking, condescending, arrogant asshole who tries to tell Laura the wolf was really a coyote. Don't worry, Dear Readers, he gets worse.


And we are at 6% read. More to follow.


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Reblogged from Yodamom Finds her Force:


I've had to dip my toes into political waters this morning, well, more like a political mud puddle. I will now take a 4 hour shower. More at a later date.



Happy 4th


Don't Tread on Me-ow

50 Questions (and 50 Answers)

1. Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed?

Closed otherwise the cats reorganize and I can't find a thing.

2. Do you sleep with your sheets tucked in or out?

Out so Diego can crawl in..

3. Have you ever stolen a street sign before?

No, but I was given one as a birthday a coworker.

4. Do you cut out coupons and never use them?

Almost never.

5. Would you rather be attacked by bears or bees?


I'd really rather not.

6. Do you have freckles?


7. Do you always smile for pictures?

Very seldom.

8. Do you ever count your steps when you walk?

Only if necessary.

9. Have you ever peed in the woods?



10. What about pooped in the woods?


11. Do you chew your pens and pencils?

Ick, no. Pencils and pens are cat toys at my house..

12. What’s your song of the week?

This week anything by Garrison Keillor


13. Is it okay for guys to wear pink?


14. Do you still watch Cartoons?

Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?

15. What do you drink with dinner?

Coke or water.

16. What do you dip a chicken nugget in?

The cat's dinner bowl, I don't like 'em.

17. What’s your favourite food?


18. Were you ever a boy/girl scout?

Yes, for a while I was the only Brownie at my school so I was attached to the Girl Scout troop.


19. Would you ever strip or pose naked for a magazine?


20. Have you ever gotten a speeding ticket?

No, not yet..

21. Favorite kind of sandwich?

Bacon cheeseburger with tomato.

22. Best thing to eat for breakfast?


23. What’s your usual bedtime?


Whenever I fall asleep.


24. Are you lazy?


25. What is your Chinese astrology sign?

Snake.  Hith.

26. How many languages can you speak?

English and German, with a smattering of Yiddish and Greek.  I tanked in French class.

27. Do you have any magazine subscriptions?

NO. Never again.

28. Are you stubborn?

And proud of it.

29. Are you afraid of heights?

Yes, I have an inner ear thing.

30. Do you sing in the car?


Yes, better there where no one can hear me and run off screaming.

31. Do you ever dance in the car?


32. Ever used a gun?


33. Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer?

Does that music video I was in in January count? If not, not since dancing with the troupe.

34. Do you think muscles are cheesy?

Not if within reason.

35. Favorite type of fruit pie?


36. Occupation you wanted to be when you were a kid?


37. Do you believe in ghosts?
Yes, I've seen two, felt one, and live with an entity on my upstairs landing.

38. Ever had a deja-vu feeling?

More than once.

39. First concert?

I don't remember but the one that comes to mind is Chrissie Hynde and the Pretenders. I had a lovely phone conversation with Julie Thunders.

40. Nike or Adidas?

Whatever fits and feels comfortable.

41. Ever take dance lessons?

Tap, ballet, modern, flamenco, near and middle eastern. Taught the last and performed.

42. Regularly burn incense?

Not anymore.

43. Who would you like to see in concert?

Sir Paul.

44. Hot tea or cold tea?

Neither, it makes me nauseous.

45. Tea or Coffee?

Coffee, hot or cold.

46. Can you swim well?


47. Are you patient?


At times


48.DJ or band at a wedding?


49. Which are better, black or green olives?

mmmm, olives.

50. Would you rather live in a fictional world or the real world?


I think I'll stick with the one I know.


44% Death & Detention

[reblogged from 38 Caliber Reviews]


I am really enjoying this book. David is offering D&D in five episodes, the first being free. After reading it I bought the book.


In the affluent town of Augustine, being picture-perfect means everything. Which is why the powers that be are so willing to write off a troubled teen’s suspicious death as an accident.

But when seventeen-year-old outsider Prudence Mallory finds an anonymous letter that makes her classmate’s death look like a homicide, she can’t turn away from the mystery. -Amazon


Two sentences that do not do justice to Prudence. She is simply, for me, the best 17 yr old heroine I have read in a long time. Mind you, I am only at 44% but Prudence has not disappointed.


Prudence is no stranger to what happens when doing the right thing makes you the pariah, she’s done that and is still there. She knows that her digging into the “accidental” death of a classmate isn’t going to make her popular but she believes that justice for Anna is more important than being invited to the right parties- or any parties.


She can wield a mean can of coke, she has a bright pink scooter and a cell phone. She knows when a dumb idea is dumb but if that’s her only idea she’ll make it work out- somehow.


Oh, Prudence Mallory, I love you.


Shimmy for Me: A California Belly Dance novella - DeAnna Cameron

Gonna do another running commentary on a book, this one unfortunately just took a wrong turn.


Back in the day when I was dancing on a fairly regular basis I can remember two main factions of the dance- east and west coast.  The east coast dance was more closely old school classical. West coast even then seemed looser and more entwined with other forms of dance. It's sort of hard to put into words but, trust me, it was possible to tell which coast any dancer hailed from by a single dance.


One of my fellow dancers also divided us up into the bouncers and the floaters. That should be pretty easy to figure out, right? So if the troupe needed someone to dance classical orientale, I was the go to girl. I loved it. Especially the veil and floor work.


Floor work, now there is something you don't see much of anymore. And veil work- please. I was watching some dancers on you tube today and most of them treated their veils like a schmatte. A small schmatte. A veil should be 3 yards long for students and an accomplished dancer should be able to handle 6 yards of silk with comparative ease. This is not a conventional veil and her dancing is not particularly good but she does handle her wings/veil quite well.


Here are some excerpts from a dance I would like to see from beginning to end uncut. This is good old(er) school. And this one starts with a veil, watch how the veil is a part of her. Now here she is, her name is Velina, starting out with the veil again but doing a tango fusion. One more old school dancer, Melina with a candle tray.


Fusion seems to be big now. And that brings us to this book. What? So I took the long way round, wasn't it fun? Our heroine is a belly dancer, more like a tribal fusion dancer and while I can accept fusion I'm having a hard time with a headdress that includes roses and pheasant feathers.


If you watched those videos you saw a lot of silk, velvet, brocade, rhinestones, sequins, coins, and beads. Usually there is some expense involved. Where am I going with this?


The "dancer" in this book just finished her routine and after fixing her makeup, has left the restaurant/club to hookup with this guy in a courtyard next door. In her costume.


I can't even. I went looking and I found






This headdress looks like the author's description- roses, feathers, braids, shells.




Top half has all the cuddliness of the nuts and bolts aisle at Home Depot and the bottom half is like embracing your laundry.



These dancers are wearing gorgeous and very expensive skirts. Would you wear it out on the street at night to meet a stranger?




Nope, nope, nope. Lots of metal and a headdress like Princess Leia, tribal fusion version.

I know it's fiction but when you've shimmied a mile or several in similar costumes, sorry but no.








I try to stay away from political comments but I saw this on FB and, yeah, 'nuff said.



First off, the buffalo have nothing whatever to do with this post, I just like them.


New Booklikers I'm following are invited to rummage through my follow/following pages and find BL-ers of interest to them.


I also started a discussion on cooking/recipes here.

Review- Death and Relaxation

Death and Relaxation - Devon Monk

It seems lately that I have read nothing but pretty bad books and that's not true. Devon Monk has given us the gift of Ordinary, Oregon and the mortals, gods, and paranormals who live and vacation there.


I've read Monk's Allie Beckstrom series and the Terric and Shame duology and enjoyed both but Ordinary was so much more fun.

It's time for the annual Rhubarb Rally and police chief Delaney Reed and her sisters (and sister officers) have their hands full with the influx of tourists. And Delaney is still trying to figure out what or if she should do about the return of Ryder Bailey who she has crushed on since grade school. Then her ex-boyfriend returns unannounced, Death decides to vacation in Ordinary, and a god is murdered.

A god can die in Ordinary but his power doesn't. The power is held inside one mortal, Delaney, and she has seven days to find the person the power will accept. Failure means death- for her and the town of Ordinary.

This was a fast romp with exploding rhubarb, perambulating caped concrete penguins, and baked goods.

I liked the relationship between the sisters, the feeling that Delaney is still learning the position she inherited from her late father, the way she loses all rational thought when

Ryder walks into view.

If I had one complaint it would be the finding-the-new-god part, even I had that figured out chapters before Delaney. It lacked subtlety.

But the dialogue, it was wonderful.

""Rhubarb exploded," I said, answering his first question.

"You don't often see that in the heritage strains," he said."


"The door to the office opened and Jean sauntered in with a gust of cool air. "Guess who got her box filled with free hot donuts this morning?"

"Please tell me that's not a euphemism," Myra drawled."


""And I am a man of my word."
"Do those words include 'breaking' and 'entering'?"
"I know those words," he admitted. "But only one of them might be on the agenda tonight.""



Book two is due out in July and I can't wait to go back to Ordinary and see what happens next.


Death and Relaxation - Devon Monk

The door to the office opened and Jean sauntered in with a gust of cool air. "Guess who got her box filled with free hot donuts this morning?"

"Please tell me that's not a euphemism," Myra drawled.


Death and Relaxation - Devon Monk

"Grief is a terrible houseguest," he said. "It show up when we least expect it and leaves long after it's overstayed its welcome."

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