Sharing Saturday Three

It has been three weeks since I started this wonderful Sharing Saturday at the beginning of December.  See the one that started it all Here.  Now I am back for another one.  This week is a Haiku. Enjoy!

The Light of Hope

The new flower blooms

Shining in a world of grey

A small great beacon


Passenger by Alexandra Bracken

Etta Spencer is a violinist prodigy until the fateful day she is thrust into a new world.  A world that happened centuries before her current time.  Set adrift in a world she knows little about and an inheritance that is as brutal as it is intriguing, Etta attempts to find out who she truly is.

Nicholas is a sailor who is trying to escape the Ironwood family that he wants nothing to do with.  That is until he meets a passenger aboard his ship, Etta, who the Ironwoods believe is the only one capable of securing an item of great importance to them.

Together they must set out to retrieve this item that could contain the key to the past, present, and future, but it is not as simple as it seems for even more dangers are lurking that could possibly upend the world as they knew it.

This book was stunning!  From the first word I was enthralled and I did not pause for a moment as I read book in its entirety.  Alexandra Bracken drew me into a world of intrigue, danger, romance, and loss.  I was caught up by Etta and her determination to do what was right and Nicholas who was a strong pillar even as he was beset my danger and grief.   I adored this book and vigorously recommend it.

Sharing Saturday Two

I recently started this new post last week.  See it Here.  I am so excited to be sharing my ideas and stories with you all.  I hope you enjoy.  This week I will be sharing the first paragraph of a novel I started.  I would greatly appreciate it if you gave me feedback.  Enjoy!

I‘m strange even though my mom tries to deny it.  I have purple eyes.  Deep purple almost black but acutely purple. My dad never cared and said they made me look pretty and that I was his perfect little girl.  My mom though, was hard on me about them and constantly berated me when I did not wear dark glasses that hid my eyes. That was the only strange thing that happened to me in my fifteen years until the day that everything went haywire.  

Hunting Prince Dracula by Kerri Maniscalo

After the Ripper murders Audrey Rose Wadsworth is headed to Romania to a highly acclaimed foresnic medicine school.  But when they arrive bodies turn up seemingly murdered by the long dead Vlad Dracula who is believed to be a vampire.  As more murders continue Audrey Rose and Cresswell set out to find who is truly behind these heinous acts even as they fight for a position at the school.

Finally I recieved Hunting Prince Dracula after what seemed like forever.  I read it within one day and I adored the book.  There were so many twists that I never saw coming.  I did find it kind of annoying how much she freaked out about seeing cadavers at the beginning of the book because of her brother.   I was not sad when she finally stopped imagining her mother’s body and the memories stopped surfacing about the Ripper.

I did not suspect who the murderer turned out to be.  Honestly throughout the entire book I had no idea who I thought it was.  Despite all that, I love it and I know that there has to be a third book based on the ending and I want it now.  I highly reccommend this book and suggest that everyone should read it.


Sharing Saturday

I have decided to start sharing some of my own poems and stories with you every Saturday.  I would greatly appreciate if you left comments telling me of what I can improve upon in my stories or poems.  Without further ado we shall start with a poem.  It’s called Farewell.


I bid farewell

A missing spell was put on me

But not long forgotten days

With a time like this

November 11th, A special Day

It’s November eleventh and that means it’s two things.  It’s Veteran’s day and my birthday.

Today is the day we celebrate what men and women throughout the United States history have sacrificed so that we may have the freedom’s we have today.  In fact I wrote a couple of paragraphs commemorating freedom and what it means to me.

When I think of freedom I think of the Constitution of the United States.  In it, Americans are granted basic human rights such as the right to bear arms, the right to free speech, and the right to worship.

Freedom is when people decide to make their own laws and not be subject to a king.  Freedom allows people to live in a phenomenal world full of bravery, love, hope, and standing up for what you believe in.  Freedom is the ability to live a life to one’s liking, including where to live and what school to attend.

Freedom has a cost.  Sometimes wars are fought defending the right to freedom.  Many people past and present have died defending that freedom in wars such as the American Revolutionary War and the Civil War.  We went to war both of these times to have freedom for all people in the United States of America.  

Veterans are people who have served in the military defending their country’s freedoms.  All countries have veterans who fought for their nations’ ideas.  Often times veterans make the ultimate sacrifice:  their lives for freedom.  Veterans fight for their right and for the right of future generations to live how they want to live.  Most will remain nameless.  Most will be forgotten.  But each and every one will have made a difference and changed the world in their efforts.

With freedom comes a responsibility.  To honor the sacrifice veterans have made for our country it is our duty to protect the freedom they have so fiercely won.  We need to participate in the political system by voting.  We need to ensure laws are passed that protect the innocent.  We need to stand up for injustice when we see it.  This can be as small as standing up to a bully in school.

So what does freedom mean to me?  It means everything.

Besides being a day to celebrate veterans and all they have done it is a personal day for me.  It’s my birthday.  To commemorate it I will be sharing some personal pictures below.

I have four cats named Emerald, Tiger, Stardust, and Puma.  The top left picture is of the pumpkin I carved for this Halloween.  The main picture is of me and the bootom left is of me, my sister, and my cousin.

A Discovery of Witches by Deborah Harkness

Diana is the daughter of a powerful witch but since her parents were killed she has never used magic, until the day a magical book appears in the library.  There she meets a vampire who could be after the book known as Ashmole 782.   As witches, daemons, and vampires search for this book that could be the secret to how creatures like them exist Diana must ally with a vampire and perhaps betray her kind even as unknowable powers are exploding beyond her control.  With a mix of modern and ancient cultures A Discovery of Witches will keep you up waiting to find out what will happen to an inexperienced witch and a meddling vampire.

A Discovery of Witches was a book that I simply could not put down.  I had to know what would happen to Diana as she dealt with Matthew de Clermont and the forces after the Ashmole 782.  I was further intrigued when her powers began to rise and it was discovered that Diana was not all that she seems.  I would highly reccommend this book to anyone and everyone.