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Hello and welcome along to another post to celebrate indie publishing, where I like to shine the light on another book from an independent publisher or author and share some book love with you all.  At the moment I’m having great trouble typing as I’ve got gloves on, proper fluffy type gloves because I’m so cold right now, I’ve even got a cuppa to curl my hands round in an effort to keep them warm haha I apologise in advance for spelling errors, the gloves make it tricky to type (that’s my excuse!).

Today’s book in the spotlight is De/Cipher: The Greatest Codes  by Mark Frary and is published by Modern Books.


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What code is hidden on the 3700-year old Phaistos disc?

Why is the Voynich manuscript still unsolved after more than 400 years?

Did the decryption of the Zimmerman telegram help end World War 1?

What system was developed by GCHQ to make cipher exchange more secure and how does it work?

Since we first learned to communicate, the codemaker’s craft has challenged and fascinated us. For millennia, mankind has used the transmission of encrypted messages to protect privacy, share secrets, conceal truths and win wars. Highlighting the work of famous cryptanalysts, such as Alan Turing and the Colossus computer, De/Cipher offers compelling insight into the world of cryptography, revealing the cunning and ingenuity behind fifty of the greatest codes and ciphers.

My Thoughts & Review:

Who doesn’t love a good mystery?  I know that codes and cracking them have been a fascination of mine for many years.  As a child I would sit for hours inventing a cryptic code to pass communications and try to make it almost impossible to crack unless you knew the key (or atleast I thought I did, in reality they were probably really easy to crack).  So when I saw the details of this book I KNEW I had to check it out, it appealed to the wannabe spy within.

One of the things I loved most about this book was the volume of detail crammed within it’s 176 pages, I was curious whether it would be as in-depth as I’d hoped when my copy appeared, fearing that a slim book might mean minimal content but I was completely wrong.  Containing information about codes and historic codebreakers this is a wonderfully researched and well presented book.  I found that I devoured the pages with the codebreakers of history, ones that I had no clue about as well as more familiar faces.  It was enjoyable reading about “Madame X” aka Agnes Meyer Driscoll, a cryptoanalyst and her vital work in the US in the field of cryptography but equally I was fascinated to learn about Jonas Nordby, a runologist who broke the Jötunvillur code in 2014.  This book was a brilliant starting point and I ended up researching more about these people and their roles.  

Have you ever read a Cold War thriller where the operatives use ciphers to decrypt their messages to other spies?  Well there’s an entry in here about the Vic Cipher which was used by the Soviets during the Cold War as well as enough other ciphers to make the mind boggle!  Do you know the difference between a code and a cipher?  That’s something else you find out in this book.

An interesting book to pick up and read sections at your leisure, and one I think would make a good gift for the right person.

You can buy a copy of De/Cipher: The Greatest Codes via:

Amazon UK
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** My thanks to the lovely Alison Menzies and the folks at Modern Books for my copy of this wonderful book and for taking part in Celebrating Indie Publishing **

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** My thanks to Jennifer Kerslake at W&N for my copy of this magnificent book **

 

Description:

In 1944, in a sleepy English village, Daniel and his emotionally-distant mother, Annabel, remain at home while his father is off fighting a war that seems both omnipresent and very, very far away.

When mother and son befriend Hans, a German PoW working on a nearby farm, their lives are suddenly filled with excitement – though the prisoner comes to mean very different things to each of them. To Annabel, he is an awakening from the darkness that has engulfed her since Daniel’s birth. To her son, a solitary boy caught up in the mythical world of fairy-tales, he is perhaps a prince in disguise or a magical woodchopper. But Daniel often struggles to tell the difference between fantasy and reality, and Hans has plans to spin a special sort of web to entrap mother and son for his own needs.

My Thoughts & Review:

Between the beautiful cover and that hauntingly superb description it was only a matter of time before this book came to my attention, and I was honoured to receive an early copy for review.

Chloe Mayer is a new author for me, and I have to admit that based on The Boy Made of Snow, she will be sitting firmly on my list of authors to watch out for.  Her style of writing is a joy to read, sublimely detailed and absolutely captivating.  And I particularly liked the references to classic fairy tales interwoven throughout the book.  Each chapter headed up with a quotation from a traditional tale such as The Snow Queen or Rapunzel .  The link within the story to the tales is through the stories that Annabel reads to her son Daniel at bedtime.
Annabel and Daniel live in a small village in rural Kent, and it quickly becomes clear that Daniel’s father is away fighting in the war.  As narration changes between Annabel and Daniel, readers soon learn that Annabel has struggled to adapt to motherhood since the birth of her only child.  Perhaps in today’s time she would be diagnosed with Post Partum Depression, but alas, in the 1940s poor mental health was something to be frowned upon for the shame it would bring on the family.  Through reading from her perspective we can see that she feels no affection for her son, and indeed never calls him by name.   She and Daniel live together in the same house but there is no closeness there, they are worlds apart.

Daniel is what I might expect a nine year old boy to be like in many senses, on the look out for adventure, an imagination that conjures monsters and villains.  But underneath it all, he desperately loves his mother and rather sadly I think, realises that she is different from other mothers.  Reading some of the narrative I find it almost heartbreaking to see that Daniel holds his mother so dear in his heart, he misses his father and he casts so much importance on the fairy tales that his mother shares with him.
Hans, the woodcutter, now there’s a mysterious character.  We only ever see him through the eyes of Annabel or Daniel so cannot really get a true picture of his character.  His presence in the village causes some discord amongst the locals, some not happy about the prisoners of war being there, even if they are doing labour to help out.  For Daniel, he is the embodiment of the woodchopper from Hansel and Gretel, a friendly but strong figure that brings excitement.  For Annabel, he’s a different kind of exciting.  Someone who doesn’t know her, know her struggles and who ultimately makes her feel alive again.

There have been some exceptional novels published this year, and although the year’s not out yet, I think it’s safe to say that readers have been well and truly spoiled this year with what the world of publishing have brought to us.  Chloe Mayer written such a emotion filled debut that I struggled to put down.  There are so many wonderful moments in this book that I felt I could see scenes playing out through the beautifully clear descriptive writing, I could feel the anguish and heart break of Daniel as events unfolded, all too often he seemed older than his nine years, taking on responsibility of caring for his mother but then I would quickly remember that he was a nine year old boy,  not yet equipped with the knowledge to comprehend the trials and tribulations of adults and their emotions.

I could not fault this book at all, it is flawless and wonderful, and I highly recommend it!

You can buy a copy of The Boy Made of Snow via:

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As fourteen-year-old Ella begins her first day at work she steps into a world of silks, seams, scissors, pins, hems and trimmings. She is a dressmaker, but this is no ordinary sewing workshop. Hers are no ordinary clients.

Ella has joined the seamstresses of Birkenau-Auschwitz, as readers may recognise it. Every dress she makes could mean the difference between life and death. And this place is all about survival.

Ella seeks refuge from this reality, and from haunting memories, in her work and in the world of fashion and fabrics. She is faced with painful decisions about how far she is prepared to go to survive. Is her love of clothes and creativity nothing more than collaboration with her captors, or is it a means of staying alive? Will she fight for herself alone, or will she trust the importance of an ever-deepening friendship with Rose?

One thing weaves through the colours of couture gowns and camp mud – a red ribbon, given to Ella as a symbol of hope.

 

My Thoughts & Review:

The moment I read the description of this book I knew I had to find out more and was delighted to be offered a review copy to read.  I have a great interest in book set during WWII, the courage and strength shown by the characters is something that I find moving and their stories are incredibly moving.

In this we meet Ella, taken from her family as she went about her day and thrown into Auschwitz work camp.  From here she stops being Ella, the Nazis strip her of her worldly goods including her treasured green sweater.  She is given a number, black and white striped clothing and has to find a bunk in an over crowded hut.  But despite this, she is determined.  Determined to do what it takes to survive, determined not let the Nazis win and crush her spirit.  At just fourteen years old she wins her first job as a seamstress in the camp’s sewing hut.  I say win because she has to prove her worth against another hopeful contender, and in places like the work camps it was a case of survival of the fittest. 

Through some incredibly detailed narrative, readers are almost able to feel the silks that Ella sews, can see the delicate embroidery done on the garments, but most powerful of all is the descriptions of the fear felt by Ella and her fellow inmates.
Whilst Ella is a strong character, she contrasts well with her new friend Rose.  Rose is gentle, and kind and has an imagination that makes your heart swell.  The stories that Rose makes up during their time in the camp are their means of distraction and a way to help them survive the atrocities they endure.  Watching Ella trying to push Rose to be less kind and more selfish was hard, but for the sake of her safety, Rose had to toughen up.

There were many instances whilst reading this that I paused, my heart breaking at what I was reading, like most takes set during this time period, they are not for the feint hearted.  There is a harsh reality that has to be faced, and whilst this is a fictional tale there are elements of truth to it and from reading other books it’s quite easy to imagine events playing out as they did in this book.  The rawness of the emotions I felt reading this are a credit to Lucy Adlington, her writing is superb and truly left me feeling so caught up in the story of Ella.

You can buy a copy of The Red Ribbon via:

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Hello and welcome to my stop on the blog tour for Maxine Morrey’s Best Little Christmas Shop!  I am so excited to be able to share an extract from the book and there’s a fab competition to win some goodies and a signed book too!

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Description:

Come home for Christmas to the Best Little Christmas Shop – the snowiest, cosiest place you can be!

Home for the holidays…

Icing gingerbread men, arranging handmade toys and making up countless Christmas wreaths in her family’s cosy little Christmas shop isn’t usually globe-trotter Lexi’s idea of fun. But it’s all that’s keeping her mind off romance. And, with a broken engagement under her belt, she’s planning to stay well clear of that for the foreseeable future…until gorgeous single dad Cal Martin walks through the door!

Christmas takes on a whole new meaning as Lexi begins to see it through Cal’s adorable five-year-old son’s eyes. But, finding herself getting dangerously close to the mistletoe with Cal, Lexi knows she needs to back off. She’s sworn off love, and little George needs a stability she can’t provide. One day she’ll decide whether to settle down again – just not yet.

But the best little Christmas shop in this sleepy, snow-covered village has another surprise in store…

You can buy a copy of The Best Little Christmas Shop now via Amazon UK


Extract:

The Four Seasons had started life as a quirky little gift shop many years ago – opened by my newlywed parents. It had a USP before that was even a thing in that it followed the seasons. In summer, it was stuffed to the roof with bunting, picnic blankets and baskets, tiki lamps, parasols and everything else you could think of, and plenty you hadn’t, for a perfect summer’s day.

But now, in the grips of winter, it was overflowing with Christmas-related goodies and a warm, cosy ambiance. This was enhanced by a massive tree that had only just fit in the door and was topped off with classy but festive instrumental music playing softly in the background.

Much of the stock was locally made, some by my family, others by friends, and the rest sourced from artisans both here and abroad. My parents had always loved discovering and nurturing new talent, although since Dad’s heart scare a couple of years ago they’d stepped back a little and my brothers now took it in turns to do the travelling for this side of the business, cramming it in around everything else including their families.

From a little shop in the village, over the last forty years, the business had grown into a very successful online one too and my brothers still had more plans for it.

The shop was part of my childhood, part of the fabric of my life. I’d actually taken my first steps in it, and growing up, I’d help choose new stock for the next season. Talking shop was never banned at our dinner table. It was positively encouraged. My brothers and I had been chief toy testers for many years and now my nieces and nephews had taken over that mantle.

Even though my own career had taken me out of the country for over half the year, my family had always made sure I was still included as much as I had the time for. Mum would email me a few pictures, or send me some product samples, asking what I thought. Depending on my mood, and how far away from home I was at the time, it was sometimes a bittersweet experience. I loved that they made a point of keeping me involved in any way they and I could manage, but I knew that had I been closer, I’d have been sat around the big, timeworn pine table discussing that same product with my family in person. Laughing, teasing, talking. And the truth was, I’d never stopped missing that.

Running a business was hard work but the shop had grown along with our family and, as such, it was almost another family member. Even when it took nearly every minute of our time, we loved it. And, much to my surprise, I now found myself sat back behind the project desk next to the till and experiencing exactly what Matt had meant about orders having shot up.

I put aside a completed wreath, gave a glance around my currently quiet surroundings, smiling at the warm fuzzies it set off somewhere deep in my soul, and began work on the next one.

Winding mistletoe around the main structure, I held it up, eyeballing it and sussing where the holly would go. The process was remarkably soothing and although I’d been doing much the same thing for the past week, in between serving customers, I’d felt some of the tension I’d been carrying around for a long time very slowly begin to ebb out of me.

Creating was good for the soul my parents had always said, and although I’d been taught some basic skills, I’d always been more interested in tinkering with the old Jag Dad had in the garage below my room. It was one of those projects he always meant to get around to but never had, and then his heart attack had happened. It had been a huge scare for all of us. Dad had always seemed full of life and indestructible – big and broad like my brothers – but his heart attack had brought us down to earth and now we all fussed him probably a little too much for his liking.

But, thank goodness, he’d been sensible and my parents took the opportunity to step back a little, leaving much of the day-to-day running to Dan and the others. And leaving the Jag to me. But it was still sat in much the same condition as when he’d given it to me. I just never seemed to get the time to do anything on it. During the times that I did get to visit home, I wanted to be with my family and friends, catching up on everything I’d missed, not stuck out on my own in a chilly garage. As much as I loved cars, and that Jag particularly, I loved my family more.

Who knows? Maybe now that the career I’d worked so hard to build was swirling around the plughole, I might finally have the time to do something on it. Not exactly the way I’d planned things to go but still. Although I loved the shop and had worked in here since I could remember, possibly as more of a hindrance than help in my early years, I never thought for a moment that I’d be sat back here in my thirties. A sharp jab in my thumb from a particularly robust holly leaf brought me painfully out of my reverie.

‘Oh f –’ I glared at the leaf now firmly attached to my digit. And then I looked over it and directly into the wide, soft grey eyes of a little boy around five years old who was regarding me curiously. Behind him stood a pair of long, indigo-denim-clad legs. My gaze followed them up and I found myself on the end of an intense stare from a similar pair of eyes.

But these were a much stormier grey, set in the ridiculously good-looking face of a man I assumed to be the boy’s father. I cleared my throat and swallowed my words, making a mental note to get one of my brothers to fix a bell to the back of the door as soon as possible.

‘I’m sorry. I didn’t hear you come in.’

The man quirked a dark brow almost imperceptibly. ‘Evidently.’ His expression was firmly set to unamused. I gave him a fixed smile and looked back to my desk, hoping he’d leave to go and practise his ninja shopping skills elsewhere. The young boy’s eyes were focused on my hands as I picked up the holly again, a little more carefully this time.

‘Come on, George, let’s –’

‘What are you doing?’ George asked, seemingly not hearing his father and sitting the teddy he’d been holding on the table at the end of my supplies so that he could observe too.

I smiled at them both, almost expecting the father to repeat his request to leave but he remained silent, evidently happy to let George’s curiosity be fulfilled and probably aware that the glare he’d given me moments earlier was enough to stop me even thinking about swearing again for the rest of my life. Well, at least until they left anyway.

‘I’m making Christmas wreaths for people to hang on their doors.’

His eyes widened as his fingers reached out and touched the mistletoe. ‘It’s real?’

‘It is. Mind the holly though. That can be a bit spiky.’ I risked a glance up through my lashes and met his father’s eyes, a glimmer of a smirk on a mouth that some might call tempting. I’d probably call it that too but I already had way too much to worry about.

‘We had one like that last year but it was plastic.’

‘Some of those can be very nice too.’ I smiled.

‘Not as nice as yours,’ George said, moving to peer around me at the others he had now noticed hanging behind, ready for shipping out later.

‘Thank you.’

George came around the front of my desk again and watched for a moment as I continued to work. His father had taken a couple of steps away and was now looking at the rows of chutney, fudge, and other delicious temptations on the shelves to my right.

‘I do like your bear,’ I said to George. ‘Does he have a name?’

‘He’s just called Bear.’

‘That sounds like the perfect name to me.’ I gently took Bear’s paw and shook it. ‘It’s very nice to meet you, Bear.’

George giggled. ‘I’m George.’

I shook his hand in the same way. ‘My name’s Lexi. It’s very nice to meet you too.’

George smiled. ‘This is my daddy.’

‘Hello, Daddy … I mean …’

Oh God, that sounded so weird!


 

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About the author:

Maxine has wanted to be a writer for as long as she can remember and wrote her first (very short) book for school when she was ten. Coming in first, she won a handful of book tokens – perfect for a bookworm!

As years went by, she continued to write, but ‘normal’ work often got in the way. She has written articles on a variety of subjects, aswell as a book on Brighton for a Local History publisher. However, novels are what she loves writing the most. After self publishing her first novel when a contract fell through, thanks to the recession, she continued to look for opportunities.

In August 2015, she won Harper Collins/Carina UK’s ‘Write Christmas’ competition with her romantic comedy, ‘Winter’s Fairytale’.

Maxine lives on the south coast of England, and when not wrangling with words loves to read sew and listen to podcasts. As she also likes cake she can also be found either walking or doing something vaguely physical at the gym.

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Website           www.scribblermaxi.co.uk

Twitter                        @Scribbler_Maxi

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I am so thrilled to welcome you to my stop on the blog tour for Hell to Pay by Rachel Amphlett and share a guest post with you about her daily writing habits.  Hell to Pay is the fourth book in the Detective Kay Hunter series, and it sounds like a fast paced crime thriller that will delight readers!


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Description:

When a road traffic accident on a dark autumn night uncovers a disturbing conspiracy, Detective Sergeant Kay Hunter’s investigation exposes a ruthless serial killer exploiting vulnerable young women.

With her enemies unmasked and her career spiralling out of control, Kay’s determination to seek vengeance for the victims brings her dangerously close to those who want to silence her.

Undeterred, she uncovers the real reason behind a plot to destroy her career and sets in motion a terrifying chain of events.

Could Kay’s need for revenge be her undoing, or will she survive to see justice served?

Hell to Pay is a gripping fast paced crime thriller, and the fourth in the Detective Kay Hunter series:

1. SCARED TO DEATH
2. WILL TO LIVE
3. ONE TO WATCH
4. HELL TO PAY


Guest Post:

Jamming with words – my daily writing habits

There’s one thing that drives me every single day, and that’s the need to create new words before I lose myself down the social media rabbit hole or become immersed in the business and marketing side of being a writer.

I now write full-time after years fitting it in around first full-time work and then a part-time job as I slowly grew more successful, but that opens up a whole new can of worms: how to write more, without affecting my health? We’ve all heard horror stories of typists with RSI, bad backs and the like, and I didn’t want to end up like that, so about 12 months ago, I took the plunge.

I started using dictation software to smash my daily word targets.

At first, I approached it with a bit of trepidation, I’ll be honest. After all, it’s weird hearing your own voice, and there is a tendency to feel a bit of a twit to start off with.

Nevertheless, I persevered. I didn’t worry about the special commands to make the software do flash things like save my work or anything – I simply concentrated on training it to understand my voice (not easy with a mixture of an English/Australian accent!), then introduced basic punctuation such as speech marks and commas.

I’m not a patient person by nature, but I am determined. I read all sorts of stories in Facebook groups about people’s frustrations with the same software, but I refused to give up.

The real turning point for me was the blog tour for the first Detective Kay Hunter book, Scared to Death. I’d started to find my feet with the dictation software while drafting the book, but it really saved my bacon when it came to all the guest posts I had to provide for that first tour because rather than typing each one, I simply paced about in front of my desk while I dictated the words.

It was so liberating!

For the past 12 months, I’ve probably dictated two thirds of each of my books this year, including Hell to Pay. The dictation is mostly used during the first draft stage, whereas when it comes to editing, I rely on touch typing and good old handwritten notes.

Yes, it can have its issues. The microphone is very sensitive for starters, and there have been a few instances where a loud noise in the neighbourhood has made me jump with fright, with the accompanying swear words having to be deleted afterwards!

These days though, I can’t imagine writing the Kay Hunter series without the aid of dictation – and of course, it means I can produce the books faster for readers, too!

 

A huge thank you to Rachel for joining me today and sharing her writing habits with me, I’m not sure I would manage to use dictation software, I always think I sound like a complete numpty when I hear my voice played back in videos…..It’d probably put me off listening to myself wittering away haha

You can buy your copy of Hell To Pay via:

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** My thanks to Alison Brodie for my copy of this book **

 

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Devious, ruthless, and loyal.

Zenka is a capricious Hungarian with a dark past.

When cranky London mob boss, Jack Murray, saves her life she vows to become his guardian angel – whether he likes it or not. Happily, she now has easy access to pistols, knives and shotguns.

Jack discovers he has a son, Nicholas, a male nurse with a heart of gold. Problem is, Nicholas is a wimp.

Zenka takes charge. Using her feminine wiles and gangland contacts, she will make Nicholas into the sort of son any self-respecting crime boss would be proud of. And she succeeds!

Nicholas is learning fast that sometimes you have to kill, or be killed. As his life becomes more terrifying, questions have to be asked:

How do you tell a mob boss you don’t want to be his son?

And is Zenka really who she says she is?

 

My Thoughts & Review:

Zenka was a book that I wasn’t sure what to expect when I first heard about it, I’d seen it reviewed by other bloggers and was curious about it as they’d raved about it.

What can I say about Zenka?  It’s an adrenaline packed, madcap, vortex of crime fiction, black humour with a smattering of romance thrown in for good measure.  Now to try and break that down into something that resembles a review without regurgitating the blurb….hmm this could be tricky!
There are so many strands to the plot of Zenka, for a start, Zenka is the name of our protagonist.  She’s Hungarian, a pole dancer in one of the clubs owned by Jack Murray (a gangster) and when Jack saved her life she decided to become his “guardian angel”.  Simple enough so far….
Zenka’s attempts to help Jack and his son connect are disastrous, but they make for entertaining reading.

The clever use of the letters written by Zenka to her friend explain so much about this character, and I found that the more I read, the greater my understanding of her became.  I was initially a little hesitant with the accent that Zenka had, but it grew on me through the book and I ended up hearing her speaking in that accent as she spoke.

Characterisation in this is superb, you really get a feel for the personalities and the quirks of the main characters and it’s hard not to become invested in them.
The humour woven throughout the book is excellent, I found I was chuckling out loud at certain scenes, Jack and Trevor at Christmas, Jack and Zenka trying to “toughen” Nicholas up are just some of the ones that immediately spring to mind.

It’s a well written crime thriller with a difference.

 

You can buy a copy of Zenka via:

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** My thanks to Rachel at Rachel’s Random Resources and Louise Wise for my copy of this book and for inviting me to be part of the blog tour **

 

Description:

Can you really be on the WRONG path in life?

No one knew she was driving on that stretch of road. No one saw her car leave the highway and crash into a watery ditch. No one heard the car’s windscreen smash or saw the tree branch come through to impale her to her seat. No one heard her screams.

Julie Compton’s life should have come to an end that day, but instead, that moment was the beginning of her new life as she wakes, unharmed, back in 1972 and primed to relive her traumatic childhood all over again. One flaw. She’s in the body of a stranger.

Journey back to the 70s and 80s England where Julie is forced to jump through the eras, occupying and controlling other people’s bodies she knew as a child. She must work out which destiny path was the wrong one all while wondering if her body, back in 2016, was dying in her car.

With each momentous change, her memories transform and she realises she’s not only changing her future but of those around her. She’s finally ‘living’ but does that mean she must die?

My Thoughts & Review:

There was something in the description of this book that instantly caught my eye and made me want to read more.  I’m a sucker when it comes to tales with a hint of time travel, I recently enjoyed Stephen King’s 11.22.63 and have been watching Outlander on Amazon so this book had an instant appeal and I was keen to see where Louise Wise would take her character with this.

I enjoyed reading this novel, and found that I was eagerly looking forward to seeing where Julie would end up next with her leaps.  The way that the events of Julie’s past are revisited through her possession of another body is fascinating, she is able to watch and experience the events of her childhood through the perspective of another person which adds another dimension to the tale.  The period details of the 70s and 80s were well written and felt authentic.

A little bit of an open mind is helpful when reading this, as it does hint towards sci-fi but it works.  There are elements of humour and romance woven through the plot making this a well rounded read for those who want to branch out from their comfort zones slightly.  I also found that it got me thinking, if I had the chance, would I go back and change anything about my life…..?

An enjoyable and engaging read!

 

You can buy a copy of Wide Awake Asleep via:

Amazon.com

Amazon UK

About the Author:

Louise Wise is a British writer and has been weaving stories all her life—and for many years, she was a ‘closet writer’ with a cupboard is full of ageing manuscripts depicting fantastical romantic adventures!

Most of her books have an element of romance, but tend to cross over into other genres, giving them a unique edge.

Her debut novel is the best-selling sci-fi romance EDEN, which was followed by its sequel HUNTED in 2013.

A PROPER CHARLIE is a romantic comedy written purely for the chick lit market, but then she decided to unite her love of all things supernatural with romance and OH NO, I’VE FALLEN IN LOVE and WIDE AWAKE ASLEEP came along.

Her other works include SCRUFFY TRAINERS (a collection of short stories with a twist). She has written numerous short stories for women’s magazines including Women’s Own and Take a Break.

She loves hearing from her readers – the good, the bad and the ugly stuff they want to share!

Social Media Links –

Website: http://louisewise.website

Books: http://amzn.to/1Ne7KX0

Twitter: https://twitter.com/louise_wise

 

 

 

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What can I say? I just love books. Indie/self/trad published...I don't give two monkeys. My reviews are always my subjective and honest opinion. Nothing more and nothing less.

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Don't Get Left On The Shelf

mybookishblogspot

Just books, more books and some other stuff too

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Reading takes me to other worlds. Other times and other places.

Sarah's Vignettes

Ramblings about books and life

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Books & Bakes

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Book reviews, author interviews, blog tours..... since October 2015